pityingly

He was a corpulent man, with a gift for sly chaffing, which to the end of his life he exercised in his intercourse with his son, a little pityingly, as if upon a half-witted person.

"Impossible?" cried Keller, almost pityingly. "Oh prince, how little you really seem to understand human nature!"

Clements glanced at me, and shook her head pityingly.

"My name won't help you," he said, pityingly. "But you will guess where I come from when I tell you I have a warrant for your arrest."

All night long, at the door of every cottage and farm-house, Ceres knocked, and called up the weary laborers to inquire if they had seen her child; and they stood, gaping and half- asleep, at the threshold, and answered her pityingly, and besought her to come in and rest.

Only once she had tried pityingly to throw some doubt on that hope doomed to disappointment, but the effect of her attempt had scared her very much.

'He looked at me in astonishment,' said Shipton and asked, 'But why don't you come in and eat?' I explained my plight, to which he replied pityingly, 'But you don't have to pay; meals are included in your ticket!'

Even though the adults I knew, my father included, tried to treat Luke and me equally, there was no denying that they looked on me pityingly. For reasons no one could really explain to me, I was mostly disliked by other children, except for the sorry few who happened to be more wrong than I was.

She knows a few phrases in Tagalog and looks at me pityingly when I don't know what she's talking about.

Nothing is more pityingly graphic than the speed at which former commissioners were spewed out, the law changed to give the President powers to make appointments and pliable Archbishop Eliud Wabukala's team shoed in.

The scribes were supposed to shake their heads or look at Rita pityingly, condescendingly.

A bit more time would mean I wouldn't have to rely on my mum-in-law doing my ironing (she is the greatest ironing fairy of all time) and my mum wouldn't look at me pityingly when I tell her George will have to wear the jumper with the yoghurt stain down as I haven't had a chance to wash it.

Privately, both sides speak pityingly about the other side being brainwashed.

Colleagues looK at me halfwonderingly and sometimes rather pityingly as I explain that I have not been on a foreign holiday for at least six years.