Her archness was not bold nor unwomanly, and her vivacity was well within the bounds of refinement and good taste.
There came an archness into her look that inflamed me the more.
We realized all the mingled coquetry and feeling and defiance and archness in Betty Sherman's daring speech.
There was an archness in her smile which was altogether womanly.
Lady Torquilin inquired with archness; and Mr. Pratte's countenance suddenly became rueful as he dropped his eyeglass.
She looked at him with a concern which was to me more engaging than her archness.
Sally May was a delicious Mrs. Bennet—her archness, her querulousness, and above all her talkativeness.
“He might do worse,” answered her father, with archness and pride.
It is difficult to say whether Mrs. Markle's archness, or Sal's woeful perspicuity, was most alarming to Gabriel.
The archness fled from her smile, and her eyes grew pensive and far-seeing.