brisk-looking

He was a brisk-looking, clean-shaven, little fat man -- rather "a dude" to Barney -- with a quietly mild expression and vague eyes.

Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine 2005

There were roughly a dozen beds, three occupied, and one brisk-looking young woman in a nurse's cap and apron and light blue smock who seemed to be in charge of them; when she saw Marina, she nodded, and walked toward her.

The Gates Of Sleep Lackey, Mercedes 2002

A brisk-looking young woman in an airline uniform came out, glanced at the book in his hand, and sped past him.

A STRANGER IS WATCHING MARY HIGGINS CLARK 1977

There were two or three brisk-looking fellows in peasant clothes to rub down the horses and usher us into the cottage -- not that I took them for peasants, for I heard two of them in talk with Rudi.

Royal Flash Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1970

Next the captain, on the opposite side, was an elderly widow lady, with weak eyes and rather methodistical appearance; and on her left a fussy, brisk-looking little woman, of about thirty-five.

Bluebell A Novel Mrs. George Croft Huddleston

Then the door opened and, with a great tinkling and rustling, a stoutish, brisk-looking woman sailed in.

Okewood of the Secret Service Valentine Williams 1914

The evening that I arrived there, feeling desperately lonely and depressed, just as I got out of the carriage a brisk-looking cheerful fox terrier ran affectionately to me, stood upon his hind legs, thrust his icy nose in my hand and said,

My beloved South, Mrs. T. P. O 1914

Matthews went out to meet them and, addressing the woman -- a brisk-looking person-as Mrs. Butterworth, informed her that it was shocking weather.

Okewood of the Secret Service Valentine Williams 1914

Standing before them was a brisk-looking old man -- old, I say, because he had a dark, dry skin, though his hair and moustache were black as jet -- who paused in the discourse he appeared to be delivering, to salute me; then, after bestowing a searching glance on me out of his dark, hawk-like eyes, he resumed his talk.

The Purple Land 1881

In November I saw quite a dozen cages thus brightened, each with its brisk-looking nightingale occupant, put out in the sunshine in the courtyard; and on asking about such a collection of cages, was told rather shyly, as if fearing a smile at their sentimental ways, that there was an afternoon tea that day in the neighbourhood, to which the nightingales and their owners were going.

Persia Revisited Thomas Edward Gordon 1873