What is "untinged"

Usage examples of "untinged".

He was entirely sober now and bore himself with a certain dignity that was not untinged with humility.

A man whom Blord had been following for thirty minutes without pointing him out, in order that her final identification be untinged by suggestion of any kind.

They seemed, moreover, to express a certain indifference to our movements, an independence of our further interference, which fanciful as the assertion may look was not untinged with irony.

Her greeting was simple and cordial, and not untinged with a certain implication of gratitude.

I acknowledged that I had come to the final resting-place of a great and good man,--of a man whose patriotism was, I believe, an honest feeling, untinged by any personal ambition of a selfish nature.

This in a tone not untinged with triumph, as if the speaker realised that here was a distinct score to him.

And ever Donnegan was conscious of big, bright eyes watching him in a reverent fear not untinged by superstition.

Stanton actually blushed, forgot his proposed threats and the session ended in his listening with patience not untinged by enjoyment to a long reading from Orpheus Kerr.

The others, drinking very much less, watched him with admiration not untinged with uneasiness.

He had talked of that country once, in tones not untinged with distaste, in the presence of the child, and had been aware of her sudden avid attention.

One would have said she was weighing this strange man in the balance of judgment, was finding him of sterling stuff, yet was perhaps cherishing a hope, not untinged with malice, that some day a turn of fate might humble him.

Her dark full oriental eyes still gleamed from beneath her finelyarched brows, and her black hair, untinged by any grizzly change, was gathered round her head in such tresses as bespoke an admirable profusion.

He looked at Maerad with a new curiosity, not untinged, she felt, by amazement.

The pleasure was most intense and most untinged by hurt in the hours before the family returned home, when she was making the food and looking forward to seeing his face.

But the main interest of the little town centred in its shrine and in the houses of the burghers, with their evidences of a wonderfully even standard of comfortable and peaceful life, by no means untinged with artistic elegance.