1 He didn't seem to like my intruding at all.
2 The ruffian Woodley was a very different person, but, except on one occasion, he had not molested our client, and now he visited the house of Carruthers without intruding upon her presence.
The Return of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In IV. THE ADVENTURE OF THE SOLITARY CYCLIST 3 I desired, as I have explained, to keep my visit to you a secret, lest my husband should think that I was intruding into his affairs.
The Return of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In XIII. THE ADVENTURE OF THE SECOND STAIN 4 Mr. Darcy related the mistake which had occasioned his intruding on Miss Bennet, and after sitting a few minutes longer without saying much to anybody, went away.
5 Alexey Alexandrovitch began, suddenly turning white; but at that moment the lawyer rose and again went to the door to speak to the intruding clerk.
6 The children all scampered off to the awning, and they stood there in a line, gazing upon the intruding lovers, still exchanging their vows and sighs.
7 Gabriel held her hand for a moment longer, irresolutely, and then, shy of intruding on her grief, let it fall gently and walked quietly to the window.
8 "I see I'm intruding," Rostov repeated.
9 It was almost as if the other face, the face of the superseded woman, had obliterated that of the intruder.
10 But when he came home on the afternoon before the housewarming he found himself a slave, an intruder, a blunderer.
11 It was not a scorching, hard, dusty day like the treacherous intruder of a week before, but soaked with languor, softened with a milky light.
12 Dinner was over and they were gossiping of her friends at the flat, but an intruder was with them, sitting back, persistent, inescapable.
13 The Huron, at least, seemed assured that the intentions of this singular intruder were peaceable, for after giving it an attentive examination, he quietly pursued his course.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 24 14 Starting to his feet, he turned, and, confronting the intruder, his looks fell on the dark form and malignant visage of Magua.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 25 15 She had not spirits to notice her in more than a few repulsive looks, but she felt her as a spy, and an intruder, and an indigent niece, and everything most odious.