In a listless manner

Usage examples of dully.

Satanism, and at all times he devoured avidly any doctrine or theory which seemed to promise escape from the close vistas of science and the dully unvarying laws of Nature.

I shall try to make these dead men quicken into life for your behoof, and to call back out of the mists of the past those scenes which were brisk enough in the acting, though they read so dully and so heavily in the pages of the worthy men who have set themselves to record them.

Then, as dully as if he had been reading some story out of a newspaper, he gave his father the outlines of the Beit case, producing the pretty little book called The Chorus in Green.

The bureaucrat looked dully down at the metal cylinder he still held in his hand.

The eyases clung dully to their leashes, as if they were mewing, and seemed to have no wish to get rid of their rufter-hoods.

Seer looked down at the tarnished spyglass in her hands, gleaming dully in the reflection of the fire as well.

He reached within his robes and produced the hematite vial, the smooth stone catching the light of the flamewell and gleaming dully.

But naughtiness, with hoggery, not lacks When Peace another door in them unlocks, Where conscience shows the eyeing of an ox Grown dully apprehensive of an Axe.

As they echoed dully down the stairwell, my eyes wandered for the first time in about two thousand years to the dusty little mezuzah that was nailed to the doorpost of my house.

They were fashioned of some rustless metal that gleamed dully in the dim light.

After eighteen months in a brothel, Sile Dully had seen enough to know that many a romance which blossomed in love and lust withered in guilt and duty.

Asian moonlight, the three coins Suk had dropped glowed dully on the living-room floor of the Master of Sinanju.

Creatures that reminded her of Weka Dart in the way they carried themselves scurried about on the tops of the walls and along the ramp itself, the metal of their weapons and armor glinting dully.

The smooth, gray iron tips gleamed dully in the torchlight, round and barbless, the weapon relying on sheer force of impact, rather than the shredding effect of the warhead for its killing capacity.

Dully, she recounted the story of her first sight of Brun arguing with her father, and what followed, up to the point where Barin arrived.