Nonchalant

Usage examples of casual.

Few can equal him in adumbrating the nearness of nameless forces and monstrous besieging entities through casual hints and insignificant details, or in conveying feelings of the spectral and the abnormal in connection with regions or buildings.

Lyim Flewelling II Seregil stole a quick glance at Alec, sensing more than casual curiosity.

To the casual eye the great trunk of the dead baobab tree looked like one of a thousand others spread about the northeast coastal plain of Natal Province, South Africa.

Katrina to make bright conversation until he returned, ushered Beyke into the seat beside him and with a casual salute, drove off.

Lately, however, Mipps had been baffled by a cerain sort of vagueness in his manner, and yet on thinking it over he realized that this casual preoccupation was accompanied or closely followed by reckless high spirits.

I recognised a casual acquaintance, a young Bengali law student, called Grish Chunder, whose father had sent him to England to become civilised.

Elise had tried to get Citrine to ride in the wagon, where she could be screened from casual observation.

He was intelligent enough to realise that it was more than probable that Cumshaw possessed knowledge of that almost forgotten episode which was not shared with anyone else, but he had not the least suspicion that his casual utterance would hit home so shrewdly as it did.

They looked up with casual interest as Dade and Calumet entered, favored them with quick, appraising glances, and then resumed their talk and laughter.

He sees the deejay, Craig Smith, executing a difficult mix and pulling it off with the casual nonchalance of an experienced New York pizza chef in Little Italy, throwing together one of those appetising creations.

Zimmerman, of his easy grace, his urbane manners, his charming personality, his casual allusions to the places he had seen--Singapore, Calcutta, Moscow--mentioning them in about the same tone Dinny might have used when speaking of Oak Grove or Zanesdale or Unger.

Even harder was accepting that his harsh, domineering father had acted from genuine concern rather than casual cruelty.

Rita Clay Estrada Thomas looked splendid in his casual sport coat and slacks-and a complete pair of shoes on his feet.

A blue, floc ky rug hung over the side of the bathtub and a rack of polished looking blue towels were rather too precisely aligned to encourage their casual use.

Most of the Haluk I encountered were in the gracile, fully active state: slender, wasp-waisted beings with slate-blue skin, dressed in natty uniforms, fatigue coveralls, lab smocks, or the kind of casual alien clothing I had seen in the underground establishment of Cravat.