What is "scowl"

Usage examples of "scowl".

My friend, who in the meanwhile had been observing him with curiosity, conceiving him to be a foreigner, inquired in the course of the evening who he was, remarking that he had never seen a man with such a Cain-like mark on the forehead before, alluding to that singular scowl which struck me so forcibly when I first saw him, and which appears to have made a stronger impression upon me than it did upon many others.

The rest were moving from corridor mouth to corridor mouth, glancing toward her and then away, scowling at the sight of gengineered anathema, pretending they saw nothing out of the ordinary in what was being offered her.

The Beater who had dropped his bat earlier was scowling at Harry and started flying straight at him.

Scowling at the Beater, Harry looked down at the ground where the dropped bat lay.

There was one chair which Beryl, scowling, pushed forward, at the same time sitting upon the bed.

To my relief, my guard remained blessedly silent as we traversed its marbled halls, contenting himself with hovering behind me and scowling at everyone we passed.

Three brawny rogues who, scowling, fiercely eyed him, And with lewd gibes and mocking gestures plied him.

Fred scowled, looking more like a longshoreman than the interior designer he really was.

Barlow scowling in a grim Wyoming snowscape, with long black coat, dark hat, a Macintosh SE30 propped on a fencepost and an awesome frontier rifle tucked under one arm, will be the single most striking visual image of the Hacker Crackdown.

It was Roy Mallender and the sight of his flushed, scowling face told Harry that he had just made his second mistake of the evening.

She pulled her wet hair off the back of her neck, then scowled at her cabinet where the mannikin howled with laughter.

To the contrary, they wore shapeless rags, their hair seemed deliberately misarranged, their faces dirty and scowling.

To his amusement, his sober schoolmistress played like an enthusiastic child, scowling when she miscued, glowing with satisfaction when she potted a ball.

Whenever this powdered and courteous old man, who never missed a Sunday at the convent chapel at Hammersmith, and who was in all respects, thoughts, conduct, and bearing utterly unlike the bearded savages of his nation, who curse perfidious Albion, and scowl at you from over their cigars, in the Quadrant arcades at the present day-- whenever the old Chevalier de Talonrouge spoke of Mistress Osborne, he would first finish his pinch of snuff, flick away the remaining particles of dust with a graceful wave of his hand, gather up his fingers again into a bunch, and, bringing them up to his mouth, blow them open with a kiss, exclaiming, Ah!

It seemed to him that Smytheton scowled even more furiously, and the modiste appeared more than scandalized.