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“Your sentiments are perfectly noble, monsieur,” said the directress, affecting to suppress a yawn; her sprightliness was now extinct, her temporary candour shut up; the little, red-coloured, piratical-looking pennon of audacity she had allowed to float a minute in the air, was furled, and the broad, sober-hued flag of dissimulation again hung low over the citadel.

The Professor, by Charlotte Bronte 2006

Grace turned to a sketch of a piratical-looking terrier.

Sonnet of the Sphinx Diana Killian 2006

A jaunty blue ascot at the neck, an oversize sweater, tight hipster pants secured at the waist by a wide and piratical-looking belt, and suede loafers, all topped off with one of those ridiculous nautical hats that people wear at boat shows.

Broken Music, A Memoir Sting 2003

I followed his gaze and also his mind: a tubby driver in a wrinkled grey suit, a thin anxious boy, a piratical-looking vigorous man with a black pointed little Elizabethan beard, and three large black Dobermanns with watchful eyes and uncertain moods.

Shattered Francis, Dick 2000

In the 'good old times' those piratical-looking craft would pick up a long thirty-feet baulk of timber at sea -- timber vessels from the

Heroes of the Goodwin Sands Thomas Stanley Treanor

The piratical-looking craft, perceiving we took no notice of her hint to heave to, yawed off a couple of points and sent a messenger after us in the shape of a twenty-four pound shot, which struck the water a short distance astern, and, playfully skipping along, sank beneath the surface near the weather quarter.

Jack in the Forecastle or, Incidents in the Early Life of Hawser Martingale John Sherburne Sleeper

"_Allons_, let us end this," cried a piratical-looking captain, in a loud, masterful voice.

In and out of Three Normady Inns Anna Bowman Dodd

He wore gold rings in his ears and to cap his piratical-looking figure was a red bandana worn turbanwise upon his head.

Cap'n Abe, Storekeeper James A. Cooper

The intruder, a tall piratical-looking figure, was standing between her and the fire; she could see his general build in black.

The Wrong Woman Charles D. Stewart

Orient liner, to the saucy, piratical-looking, Sicilian fruit felucca; the latter closely packed, with their sterns to the wharves, their enormous sails and masts telling of many a speedy voyage made, and their swarthy red-capped crews having much the appearance of what we suppose pirates might be, if piracy were now a paying instead of a dangerous game.

Fair Italy, the Riviera and Monte Carlo Comprising a Tour Through North and South Italy and Sicily with a Short Account of Malta W. Cope Devereux