Indescribably eerie was the look of Preston that Sunday morning.
I was indescribably grieved to read of the death of Nightingale.
It was a Sunday and we were in the tent, indescribably glad of a day's rest.
It was indescribably bitter to think that he was no longer the hero she had thought him to be.
And there were other sounds, indescribably faint, yet strangely clear.