Of the three, Sir George alone stood erect, his glittering eyes and twitching nostrils Belying the deadly pallor of his face.
"The Castle Inn"
Stanley John Weyman
Her voice was a high, Belying treble.
"A Fool and His Money"
George Barr McCutcheon
She looked at me, slightly surprised, but put out her hand, smiling rather vaguely, her eyes Belying the calmness of her voice, her movements showing slight nervousness.
"A Top-Floor Idyl"
George van Schaick