Darius was incuriousby nature, though he had brief fevers of curiosity.
But Tony merely fluttered his big black eyes open and stared at me for a long minute of incurious amaze ere he closed them again.
Perhaps it was the way they looked at me, with incurious yet calculating eyes that nothing escaped.
And the three dreamers with the topaz eyes stood and swayed and dreamed together, incurious of setting and situation.
Their faces remained peculiarly relaxed and placid, incurious and pleasant, while in their eyes floated profounder dreams.
She was civilly incurious concerning the people she met; their social customs, amusements, pastimes, duties, various species of business or of leisure interested her not a whit.
Glancing at the other occupants of the bus, she included him in her brief review, and to his great relief he saw her incurious blue eyes pass calmly to the next countenance.
Turpin, who, as it may be supposed, had not been anincurious observer of the scene passing, burst into his usual loud laugh on seeing Luke bear away his lovely burden.
Jack Palmer was amongst the last to enter, and remained a not incurious spectator of a by no means common scene.
The squirrels still scampered over the walk; the thirsty sparrows were still drinking; the few loungers on the benches still stared at her with dull and incurious eyes.
He was an incurious and gay young man, of active sporting interests and immaculate appearance, with so few of the moral attributes of the Culpepers that his mother sometimes wondered how he could possibly be the son of his father.
No such observer so incurious as not to hazard conjecture what evil to that house was boded by the dark lurid eyes that watched it with so fixed a menace.
He did not pursue that question, but dismissed it, incurious still in his misery, which had become more active since his strength had stirred out of sleep.
She longed to prove to the woman by the fire that she was wholly incurious now, wholly free from the taint of sordid vulgarity that clings to the social busybody.
They were eyes which shone with clarity; and they were something else--they were totally incurious eyes.
They were met by the cold, incurious light of Harrigan's stare.
She knew the quick color was running from throat to cheek; she knew the cold, incurious eye would note the change.
She became aware of those cold, incurious eyes studying her face as she wrapped the gauze bandage deftly around the injured palms.
The cold, incurious eyes studied her without passion, and once more he smiled.
Or perhaps it was his eye, which seemed to linger for a cold, incurious instant on every face that approached.
As to the red-breast and wren, it is well known to the most incurious observer that they whistle the year round, hard frost excepted; especially the latter.
These are tinsel oaths," she crooned, as rapt with incurious content; "these are but the protestations of a jongleur.
If we have lately done things which in their way could not be ignored, they could certainly be forgotten, and many Englishmen, in spite of them, still remain immensely incurious about us.
The incurious unimpassioned gaze of the Alpine peasant on the scenes which mysteriously and profoundly affect the cultivated tourist, is the gaze of one who has never been taught to look.
The first time we were at Bahia, I could not even learn where it was, so incurious are my countrymen here about what brings no profit.
These are tinsel oaths," she crooned, as if rapt with incurious content; "these are the old empty protestations of all you strutting poets.
He was elaborately incurious about Heligoland; and several weeks' association with the Boche in the close quarters of a submarine was a prospect that revolted.
Of the score or more leather-clad machinists silent at their posts, none paid him more heed than a passing, incurious glance as he crossed to a narrow steel companion ladder and ascended to the conning tower.
This notion has arisen from their being unacquainted with the others, with whom, as they have no business to transact, and being for the most part incurious respecting such matters, they have but little chance of becoming acquainted.
It is to be regretted that this trial did not take place; the accusations and the defence would have supplied no incurious chapter in the history of the human mind.
This volume was ill received by the incurious readers of that age.
But literary commentators held forth few attractions to the incurious readers of that day.
And long was "The Intellectual System" lost among a thoughtless orincurious race of readers.
So unskilful or so incurious was Warburton in the language of our ancient poets, that in his notes on Pope he quotes the following lines of Chaucer-- "Love wol not be constreined by maistrie.
Does it not argue an incuriousspirit to be content that this word should be given and received by us a hundred times, as at a contested election it is, and we never ask ourselves, What does it mean?
Let me say, before quitting my tale, that I would far sooner a schoolmaster made a hundred such mistakes than that he should be careless and incurious in all which concerned the words which he was using.
Let us take care that we come not in this matter under the condemnation of any such incurious indifference as that which I have imagined.
The Order, the clothing of whose organs of flight excites the admiration of the most incurious beholder, is that to which the excursive butterfly belongs, the Lepidoptera.
The enormous protended ones of the common stag-beetle (Lucanus Cervus) attract the attention of the most incurious observer; and these are now generally allowed to be of this description.
But now I was too weary to resent it; too listless to worry; too incurious to wonder who it might be that was at any pains to care for my broken body at Summer House Point.
I remainincurious concerning servants," said I, drily.
Nor even, should it halt, did he feel up to watching those indifferent, incurious passengers who little recked that a future screen idol in natty plush hat and belted coat amusedly surveyed them.
The most incurious observer must have remarked the great difference which exists in the construction of spiders' webs.
This is excavated by the wasps, who are excellent miners, and is often very long and tortuous, forming a beaten road to the subterranean city, well known to the inhabitants though its entrance is concealed from incurious eyes.
The most profound philosopher, equally with the most incurious of mortals, is struck with astonishment on inspecting the interior of a bee-hive.
