unchildish

But now she quite gave up all effort, now it was a grin, a broad grin; there was something shameless, provocative in that quite unchildish face; it was depravity, it was the face of a harlot, the shameless face of a

Crime and Punishment 2002

The stern and already rigid profile of her face looked as though chiselled of marble too, and the smile on her pale lips was full of an immense unchildish misery and sorrowful appeal.

Crime and Punishment 2002

There was just the suggestion of a flush as she mentioned the name, as if she had some unchildish memory.

Harpy Thyme Anthony, Piers, 1934- 1994

It wasn't Todd's fault that he was different from the other children; that he refused to be conditioned to cramped spaces, to play games that required no space, that he made noise and could not be pressured into unchildish quiet.

Decision at Doona McCaffrey, Anne 1969

Ivy may have noticed her start of surprise, for she said with a queer, unchildish laugh, as though she had read her thought:

Peggy-Alone Mary Agnes Byrne

It was foolish to try to blind her, as he saw by her wan, unchildish smile.

Riders of the Silences John Frederick

No sweet remembrance is in blossom about me of a grim, unchildish pleasure in preferring the convenience or enjoyment of others to my own.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 18, No. 108, October, 1866 Various

It was a nice face, Magda decided, with a dogged, squarish jaw that appealed to a certain tenacity of spirit which was one of her own unchildish characteristics, and the keen dark-grey eyes she encountered were so unlike the cold light-grey of her father's that it seemed ridiculous the English language could only supply the one word "grey" to describe things that were so totally dissimilar.

The Lamp of Fate Margaret Pedler

Eastern eyes and the mouth that showed so vividly scarlet against its unchildish pallor.

The Lamp of Fate Margaret Pedler

She wore a simple, dark silk dinner gown with a little-girl white collar; she looked demure, if sullen; but then she lifted thick long eyelashes and gave Rue an altogether unchildish look.

The Glass Slipper Eberhart, Mignon G 1938