Miss Archer looked expectantly at Marjorie, who was strangely silent, two signals of distress in her brown eyes.
"Marjorie Dean High School Freshman"
Pauline Lester
Miss Ponsonby's cheek for an instant flew danger signals, but she said nothing.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
Our muscles rested, but the signals sent over the gastric nerve kept the gray matter busy.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook