Dodatkowe przykłady dopasowywane są do haseł w zautomatyzowany sposób - nie gwarantujemy ich poprawności.
No matter how burningly it presented itself to one's own mind.
She felt burningly conscious of his hands, resting on her sides.
She took the regs seriously and was burningly anxious to do everything right.
He could see what he so burningly wanted to see.
Air blew across his sweat-damp forehead, its touch burningly cold.
Outside, in passing the dining-room window, she was again conscious of a face with eyes, burningly alive, watching her go by.
He went on trembling legs, burningly aware of de Guichet's eyes boring into his back.
The line pulled burningly through my hands.
He knew it was burningly visible because Prentice recognized it immediately.
But then she looked into his eyes, which dwelt upon her in huge solemnity, and knew that he was burningly sincere.
They are burningly anti-American, to put it mildly.
Sylvester, burningly aware of his own clumsiness, lost no time in making bad worse. '
His eyes swept over her like a prairie fire that crawls burningly over the plains.
And he was sullenly, burningly angry that he was still, in effect, her prisoner.
As Ayckbourn remembered: "Pinter was a rather burningly passionate young man.
But Theda hesitated, burningly curious suddenly.
A little tingle teased her skin, and she was burningly conscious of the touch of his hand on her arm.
Deep-set and evil eyes glared burningly; a wrinkled jaw opened and closed with spasmodic intensity.
I was astonished; I felt flattered; I was burningly curious.
Fuller made Nye agree to be there and introduce the lecturer, and he was burningly busy and happy in the prospect.
Chris followed her out of the cafeteria, but she was burningly conscious of Rhy's gaze on her as she left.
All the other girls had at least a best dress, and some of them were burningly anxious to display clothes bought by extravagant parents especially for the occasion.
The technical demands of this part are staggering, yet Ms. Bouder etched every step burningly into the score, and at the end looked ready for more.
On a whirling disengagement, Deth's blade ripped burningly through the slack of the Black Man's robe, under his arm.
Finally, agonizingly, burningly aware of the tight fullness, the rush of blood as she lifted her hips, she took all of him.
