In a tense way

Usage examples of anxiously.

Kumul barked, then glanced anxiously at Ager, guilty about raising his voice.

Caught in the line of confrontation, Alec looked anxiously from one to the other.

He wanted a blow--the harder the better--and all eyes anxiously watched the anemometer, or wind gage.

His steps slowed overhead and she found herself listening out for him anxiously as she hurried to her own bedroom, showered and scrambled into a simple scoop-neck T-shirt and denim button-through skirt, dragging aquick brush through her hair.

After waiting anxiously for the return of the bandicoot, the head-men of the tribe called a great council.

Little Ivan it was, anxiously searching the back-alley bars, who found Buffo still on his feet, though wavering, and led him back to Clown Alley, there to settle him on an upturned stool before a rectangle of cracked mirrors, where Buffo flailed about, wriggled, moaned and struggled to prevent Grik and Grok repairing the ravages his debauch had made upon his make-up.

Pawldo sat up in his bedroll as Newt darted into the air, buzzing anxiously toward the prince.

Often and anxiously the Cabalist shot a glance at his companion, and then again relapsed into reverie.

Overjoyed at this, I seized a calabash of water, and dashed its contents upon his face, then wiping away the blood, anxiously examined the wound.

I was looking ahead anxiously, trying to pick up the marks and bearings that Chubby had described to me.

Inside the office with the door closed behind them, Laurie glanced anxiously towards Rian, thinking his features had grown more forbidding and cynically withdrawn.

In the same moment, the flying squadrons of Alatheus and Saphrax, whose return was anxiously expected by the general of the Goths, descended like a whirlwind from the hills, swept across the plain, and added new terrors to the tumultuous, but irresistible charge of the Barbarian host.

But Dryas had not heard the last words of Lamo only as chat, and therefore as he walkt along, he anxiously enquired of himself who Daphnis could be.

He whispered to himself anxiously as if he were Martyn, muttered and grunted as if Miss Hamilton complained that the dress was tight, and thus kept up a preposterous duologue, matching his words to their actions.

Out of their beds tumbled the sleepy people of Fontanelle, and, wrapping themselves in blankets or any garment they could snatch, they ran out of doors and gazed anxiously into the sky.