morose-looking

On a pancake-flat prairie we pulled over to gawk at a herd of musk oxen, morose-looking animals that corralled into a circle of hide and horn as soon as we opened the car doors.

The Great Alaskan Cast and Blast 2004

He pressed the button of an electric bell, and his servant, an elderly, morose-looking man, with whiskers and shaved chin and lip, wearing a grey cotton apron, entered at the door.

Resurrection 2003

“It all depends on her; I only wish that this suffering soul should find rest,” said Simonson, with such childlike tenderness as no one could have expected from so morose-looking a man.

Resurrection 2003

They were busily examining an array of bland watercolors that featured morose-looking seagulls perched on top of chunks of gnarled driftwood.

Sharp Edges Jayne Ann Krentz 1998

The last two rows were deserted, with the single exception of a bulky, morose-looking man who did not seem to know what to do with himself.

Murder Without Icing Lathen, Emma, pseud 1972

And over the stone mantel of the fireplace hung a picture of a morose-looking, bearded man wearing a steel breastplate, the canvas dim and dark with age and smoke.

Rebel Spurs Andre Norton 1958

That was when I presented my paper to the next guard, a morose-looking individual.

In the Claws of the German Eagle Albert Rhys Williams 1922

The words, as they flowed musically from the throat of the fair singer at the piano, were inflected with a subtle irony, which caused the frown to deepen upon the brow of the tall, scholarly, though somewhat morose-looking man who had entered the parlor soon after the singer had begun, and who, without glancing in her direction, had seated himself on one of the many luxurious chairs which strewed the room.

A Lover in Homespun And Other Stories 1901

"Curse her again, comrade," said a thin, morose-looking man in his ear.

Princess Maritza Percy James Brebner 1893

All the while the miners had been singing, the sad and morose-looking individual had been steadily growing more and more disconsolate; and when Sonora rumbled out the last deep note in his big, bass voice, he heaved a great sob and broke down completely.

The Girl of the Golden West David Belasco 1892