Involuntarily

Examples

• I shut my eyes involuntarily, and endeavoured to recollect what were my duties with regard to this destroyer. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
• He clasped his hands together, and involuntarily uttered a subdued exclamation of horror. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
• Mr Venus involuntarily smoothed his countenance, and looked at his hand, as if to see whether any of its speaking properties came off. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• I fear the kitten has rolled it away, said the tiny old lady, involuntarily continuing her beaver-like notes. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
• Edison has said that he never saw a statement in any book as to such things that he did not involuntarily challenge, and wish to demonstrate as either right or wrong. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
• I ejaculated involuntarily. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• And yet her large, grave eyes upon him seemed to open some valve in his veins, and involuntarily he was telling. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• I shuddered involuntarily, and clung instinctively closer to my blind but beloved master. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• As he sat a change came over his body, the hot, molten stream mounted involuntarily through his veins. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• Birkin was sniggering involuntarily. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• Elinor turned involuntarily to Marianne, to see whether it could be unobserved by her. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
• There were occasions when in looking at him she was involuntarily moved to shake her head, as who would say, 'Alas, poor Yorick! Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
• In answer to our eager questions, one word alone fell, as it were involuntarily, from his convulsed lips: The Plague. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• I spoke then readily: but a swarm of thoughts I had not anticipated nor invoked, rose dim at the words, making me sigh involuntarily. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• Involuntarily I looked round me, as I was accustomed to look round me when I went home; for these mysterious words gave me a chill. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
• Eustacia started when the lamp shone upon him, and Clym's arm was involuntarily withdrawn from her waist. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Young Barnacle was in the last degree amazed and disconcerted at sight of Arthur, and had murmured involuntarily, 'Look here! Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• Mrs. Yeobright was not demonstrative, but her eyes involuntarily glanced towards his singular though shapely figure. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Yes, that is final, I involuntarily echoed. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• I exclaimed involuntarily, What will he do when you are gone! Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• He so thoroughly meant what he said now that I involuntarily clasped my hands and felt the room turning away from me. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• There was something so very abrupt and unsettled in Mr. Winkle's manner, that Mr. Pickwick involuntarily looked at his two friends for an explanation. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Why my hand shook, and why I involuntarily spilt half the contents of my cup into my saucer, I did not choose to consider. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• Hermione crowded involuntarily up against Birkin, to touch him. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• They both involuntarily darted to the door, as Mr. Losberne entered. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
• I involuntarily returned for answer that I perceived Mr. Bucket knew him. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Returning, I had to cross before the looking- glass; my fascinated glance involuntarily explored the depth it revealed. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• Her heart swelled and throbbed, and she involuntarily strained him so tight that the little fellow looked up into her face in astonishment. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• The women involuntarily drew in their breath, and the whole gang sat with downcast, dejected faces. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Wegg involuntarily clapped his hand to his bare head, and stared at the Secretary. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.

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