The Saturday afternoon slipped on thus desultorily.
"The Mayor of Casterbridge" by Thomas Hardy
The pen moved desultorily.
"The Grey Cloak" by Harold MacGrath
He read very desultorily and widely.
"Memoirs of Arthur Hamilton, B. A. Of Trinity College, Cambridge" by Arthur Christopher Benson
She moved desultorily towards us, gathering green gooseberries in her apron.
"All on the Irish Shore" by E. Somerville and Martin Ross
I had been twice to the coach office, and was making my way desultorily back to Ramon's.
"Romance" by Joseph Conrad and F.M. Hueffer
We exchanged greetings and sat at our luncheon, talking desultorily.
"Lore of Proserpine" by Maurice Hewlett
They talked desultorily of unimportant things, and every minute found Freddie more convinced that Nelly was not as other girls.
"Jill the Reckless" by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse
Three of our party were sleeping, and the others talked quietly and low, desultorily, as if the drowsiness had half conquered us too.
"The Atlantic Monthly , Volume 2, No. 14, December 1858" by Various
The hundred men at the Gobelins must have worked but sadly and desultorily over such scant and distasteful commissioning.
"The Tapestry Book" by Helen Churchill Candee
I found a note of it in a diary which Brande kept desultorily.
"The Crack of Doom" by Robert Cromie