They bent their heads in aims of intent
hatred behind the projected hammers of their guns.
As the journals, on which I chiefly depended, had been kept by men of business, intent
upon the main object of the enterprise, and but little versed in science, or curious about matters not immediately bearing upon their interest, and as they were written often in moments of fatigue or hurry, amid the inconveniences of wild encampments, they were often meagre in their details, furnishing hints to provoke rather than narratives to satisfy inquiry.
The man was so intent
on watching someone, or something, that he did not guard against being himself watched.
The poor woman lay quite still, refusing to speak, with her eyes intent
, as though she watched for the coming of death.
he added, addressing Nicholas, who when he heard that the war was being discussed had turned from his partner with eyes and ears intent
on the colonel.
If I hoped to serve my country there and sweep the Confederate cruisers from the Adriatic, I am afraid my prime intent
was to add to her literature and to my own credit.
The snow covered his eyes and the wind seemed intent
on stopping him, but bending forward and constantly lapping his coat over and pushing it between himself and the cold harness pad which prevented him from sitting properly, he kept urging the horse on.
This time his teeth flashed quicker and with deeper intent
at the jowl-clutching hand, and, missing, he was seized and flung down the smooth incline harder and farther than before.
And Michael, ears cocked and eyes intent
, gazed at this stranger who seemed never to have been a stranger at all.
There was purpose in his method--something for him to do that he was intent
upon doing and from which nothing could distract him.
A group of urchins were intent
upon the side door of a saloon.
The Frog, one day intent
on mischief, bound the foot of the Mouse tightly to his own.
A TURBULENT Person was brought before a Judge to be tried for an assault with intent
to commit murder, and it was proved that he had been variously obstreperous without apparent provocation, had affected the peripheries of several luckless fellow-citizens with the trunk of a small tree, and subsequently cleaned out the town.
With no very definite intent
he rose and went to it.
He had no net, hook, or line, and he could not be a fisherman; his boat had no cushion for a sitter, no paint, no inscription, no appliance beyond a rusty boathook and a coil of rope, and he could not be a waterman; his boat was too crazy and too small to take in cargo for delivery, and he could not be a lighterman or river-carrier; there was no clue to what he looked for, but he looked for something, with a most intent
and searching gaze.