The evidence of her own senses had at last conquered the housekeeper's incredulity
, and had literally forced her into the opposite extreme of belief.
Edmond thought he was in a dream -- he wavered between incredulity
Again his astonishment was obvious; and he looked at her with an expression of mingled incredulity
Vous plaisantez," said Mills, but without any marked show of incredulity
All at once over that man's face there came an ex- pression of horror and incredulity
, as though he had seen a crack open out in the firmament.
Once or twice, upon my venturing to express my total incredulity
in respect to his pretensions, he grew very angry indeed, so that at length I considered it the wiser policy to say nothing at all, and let him have his own way.
Monsieur Servin has not taken his wife into his confidence as to this mystery," thought Ginevra, who, after replying to the young wife's speech with a gentle smile of incredulity
, began to hum a Corsican "canzonetta" to cover the noise that was made by the prisoner.
On my remarking that I was constantly in the habit of doing the same thing you expressed incredulity
These successive statements were received with the proper expressions of amusement, incredulity
and gratitude; and the visit was breaking up in a vein of mild pleasantry when the door opened to admit the Countess Olenska, who entered in bonnet and mantle followed by the unexpected figure of Julius Beaufort.
Colonel MacAndrew and his wife uttered expressions of incredulity
, and Mrs.
Surprise and incredulity
were in the tones of the quavering old voice.
With a gasp of mingled incredulity
and relief Jane Clayton staggered to her feet and fled on away from the terrible horde that had just passed her, while a half-mile behind her another individual, following the same trail as she, lay frozen with terror behind an ant-hill as the hideous band passed quite close to him.
To the banquet hall he went, knowing that his chiefs awaited him there and as he entered they arose and upon the faces of many were incredulity
and amaze, for they had not thought to see O-Tar the jeddak again after what the spies had told them of the horrid sounds issuing from the chamber of O-Mai.
Today, more than ever, he seemed to belong, indeed to the world of real and actual things, for a cousin of his mother's, a Lady Stretton-Wynne, was helping him receive his guests--his own aunt, as Penelope told herself more than once, struggling all the time with a vague incredulity
Wingrave's face was expressionless, but his tone betrayed his incredulity