Glared

Examples

• When they met by mischance, he made sarcastic bows or remarks to the child, or glared at him with savage-looking eyes. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• He glared at me in mingled rage and relief. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
• One night last summer he glared at me like Famine and Sword, and it made me feel so low that I didn't comb out my few hairs for two days. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• He glared from one to the other of us with a pair of blazing black eyes. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• Just at my bedside, the figure stopped: the fiery eyes glared upon me--she thrust up her candle close to my face, and extinguished it under my eyes. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• The sailor's hand crept slyly to the butt of one of his revolvers; his wicked eyes glared vengefully at the retreating form of the young Englishman. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Tarzan of the Apes.
• The champion of Montreux glared at his colleague. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
• He only glared for a moment on the downcast face of Tom, and walked off. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• All the desert glared so fiercely that my eyes were swimming in tears all the time. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• His eye, which glared so strangely through his stain, was in itself attractive--keen as that of a bird of prey, and blue as autumn mist. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• I felt half frightened at myself when the boy glared on me so. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Mr. Rochester turned and glared at him. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• Mr. Tupman advanced a step or two, and glared at Mr. Pickwick. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Issus glared at him, a baleful light in her hideous eyes. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
• He glared on both the ladies. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• The contrast and the challenge glared upon the mind. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
• The fierce old man said nothing, but still glared at my companion. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.

Checker: Phyllis