"Unworried" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... so careful since his accident; but now that he can come over here every day to book gloat with the major and have Mrs. Matilda and Tempie, to say nothing of Caroline Darrah, the new star cook-lady, to feed him up, I think we can go about our own affairs unworried over him." The sweet smile that Phoebe bent upon the widow was so delicious that the major rattled the sugar tongs on the tea-tray by way of relief from an ...
— Andrew the Glad • Maria Thompson Daviess
... his complicated situation displayed itself suddenly to James. He who had always led a calm, unworried life, was about to be shoved into the very midst of a hullabaloo of ...
— Helen with the High Hand (2nd ed.) • Arnold Bennett
... but it was nothing to what was to follow. The jailer seemed to take special pains to make his prisoners secure, putting them in an inside cell and making their feet fast in the stocks. These fellows looked so unworried that he probably suspected they had a well-laid plan to escape. The jailer was further surprised to hear the two prisoners singing—actually singing some of their hymns, though they must ...
— "Say Fellows--" - Fifty Practical Talks with Boys on Life's Big Issues • Wade C. Smith
... of the year. He had drawn the gloomy picture merely in an attempt to force Miss Wharton to realize the indelicacy of her position. He had thought she would have exhibited perturbation. Instead, she was calm and plainly unworried. ...
— The Trail Horde • Charles Alden Seltzer
... awakening viol, Whose sweet, entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw, in Temp's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal-sounding shades, To some unworried minstrel dancing; While, as his flying fingers kissed the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round:— Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound;— And he, amidst his frolic play, As if ...
— The American Union Speaker • John D. Philbrick
... inn, whence proceeded a merry chatter and rattle of dice. M. Etienne with accustomed feet turned into the court at the side, and seizing upon a drawer who was crossing from door to door despatched him for the landlord. Mine host came, fat and smiling, unworried by the hard times, greeted Yeux-gris with acclaim as "this dear M. le Comte," wondered at his long absence and bloody shirt, and granted with all alacrity his three demands of a supper, a surgeon, and ...
— Helmet of Navarre • Bertha Runkle |
