movelessly

To sit movelessly there, while the car reeled recklessly on the edge of abysses, was a supreme trial of self-control.

Heart of the Blue Ridge Waldron Baily

She did not stir hand or foot; she sat listening movelessly to the story, which came with such loving truthfulness from the lips of her childish teacher.

Melbourne House 1907

Lynde lay movelessly; her face was white, and both fear and appeal were visible in her large dilated eyes.

Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories, 1907 to 1908 1908

They listened, movelessly, soundlessly; and when he stopped there was still neither move nor sound until he had wrapped his violin in its bear-skin and had returned to John Cummins and the little Mélisse.

The Honor of the Big Snows James Oliver Curwood 1903

It stood silent, with one hand raised above his head, from which a pale flame seemed to flow downward to his brain; its other hand pointed movelessly to the open letter on the table beside him.

Stories of Mystery Various 1885

Movelessly, movelessly rooted also in this great heart, is a superfine sense of humor, craving hilarity and harmless mirth, and joy-inspiring wit and anecdote, as the only effectual relief to an over-anxious spirit and an over-tasked brain, and how reluctantly does

Eulogy of Abraham Lincoln 1865

But her eyes continued movelessly fixed on the face even after she knew it was the face of her brother, and the eyes of the face kept staring back into hers through the glass with such a look of concentrated eagerness that they seemed no more organs of vision, but caves of hunger, nor was there a movement of the lips towards speech.

Thomas Wingfold, Curate V1 George MacDonald 1864

But her eyes continued movelessly fixed on the face even after she knew it was the face of her brother, and the eyes of the face kept staring back into hers through the glass with such a look of concentrated eagerness that they seemed no more organs of vision, but caves of hunger, nor was there a movement of the lips towards speech.

Thomas Wingfold, Curate George MacDonald 1864

Weary at length -- for the forlorn man continued movelessly sunk in his own thoughts, or what he had for such -- the eyes of the child began to wander about the darkness, to which they had already got so far accustomed as to make the most of the scanty light.

Malcolm George MacDonald 1864

She did not stir hand or foot; she sat listening movelessly to the story, which came with such loving truthfulness from the lips of her childish teacher.

Melbourne House Susan Warner 1852