You may have noticed that night at the Oldakers'—well, women, Mr. Bines, are uncertain.
There appears to be a great number of horses', but am uncertain if there are any camel-tracks.
With his bag in hand, he wandered through the streets, uncertain what to do or where to go.
Her face was close to his, else he could not have caught the uncertain murmuring.
Then some one—who ...