Cynthia asked with a sly smile.
"Boris, come here," said she with a sly and significant look.
His eyes too seemed strange; at one moment they looked impudently sly and at the next glanced round in alarm.
He developed four well-defined characters in the process - a country farmer, Ezekiel Biglow, and his son Hosea; the Rev. Homer Wilbur, a shrewd old-fashioned country minister; and Birdofredum Sawin, a Northern renegade who enters the army, together with one or two subordinate characters; and his stinging satire and sly humour are so set forth in the vernacular of New England as to give at once a historic dignity to this form of speech.
He could hear that Lavrushka--that sly, bold orderly of Denisov's--was talking, as well as the quartermaster.
Ivanushka, sipping out of her saucer, looked with sly womanish eyes from under her brows at the young men.
Isla's gifts were first shown in his Triunfo del amor y de la lealtad: Dia Grande de Navarra, a satirical description of the ceremonies at Pamplona in honour of Ferdinand VI.'s accession; its sly humour so far escaped the victims that they thanked the writer for his appreciation of their local efforts, but the true significance of the work was discovered shortly afterwards, and the protests were so violent that Isla was transferred by his superiors to another district.
A footman, thinking no one saw him, was drinking on the sly what was left in the glasses.
As usual, in their spare time, they lit bonfires, steamed themselves before them naked; smoked, picked out and baked sprouting rotten potatoes, told and listened to stories of Potemkin's and Suvorov's campaigns, or to legends of Alesha the Sly, or the priest's laborer Mikolka.
Konovnitsyn's firm, handsome, and kindly face was lit up by a tender, sly smile.
As, in Fenelon's own opinion, the great merit of Homer was his "amiable simplicity," so the great merit of Telemaque is the art that gives to each adventure its hidden moral, to each scene some sly reflection on Versailles.
"You will, of course, command it yourself?" said Julie, directing a sly, sarcastic glance toward the militia officer.