All 12 Uses of

indignant
in
The Sunlight Dialogues

The woman's image was burned into his mind—the youth of it, the nakedness, and the righteous indignation—and for some reason the painful image released another, his wife lying still as a dead chicken in the bed, unloved, useless.†
Chpt 1

indignation = anger or annoyance at something unjust or wrong

He remembered again that Miller had taken some of the papers from the clutter on his desk, and he couldn't tell whether to be grateful or indignant.†
Chpt 2 *

indignant = angered or annoyed at something unjust or wrong

A tortured cry as old as mankind, the awed and outraged howl of sanity's indignation: for there is more to a magician's tricks than the lightning of his hands, hands softer, gentler on your shoulder than the wind stirred by a butterfly's passing, yet surer than a knife.†
Chpt 2

indignation = anger or annoyance at something unjust or wrong

He had never lived there, and his reasons for wanting to have lived there or to live there now, claim Stony Hill for his barony, were repulsive to her; nevertheless his grief and indignation were as real as if their cause were real.†
Chpt 4

Once, when he'd found children throwing bricks at a blind horse in an East Main Street field, he'd reacted with indignation which—it was plain to see, or anyway plain to Clumly, watching and listening to the talk at the station—had nothing to do with his function as preserver of the peace.†
Chpt 5

There was no specific cause behind this feeling he had, as far as he could tell—not his father's storming past him without a word as he and Luke stood waiting for their turn with the Police Chief, not Clumly's ridiculous accusations (not even Clumly took them seriously: a stall, an evasion, an explosion of senseless energy in what seemed for the moment a senseless universe), not the feeling of accomplishment Will Jr had had as he exploded Clumly's ludicrous theories one by one, not Luke's shame and indignation, not even the smell of the dead policeman's blood.†
Chpt 8

Driving down the road with his jaw slung forward and his heart full of possibly righteous indignation—for though he did not ask for justice (no man gets justice, not even a king: the most powerful tyrant may demand his fair share, but not even God, the Lord of Hosts, can force those around him to think of Him as He deserves to be thought of), he did ask, at least, that he not be treated as an absolute fool—Will Hodge Sr grumbled and ground his teeth and said, "All right!"†
Chpt 13

He wasn't over his indignation at Clumly's refusal to admit what had obviously happened last night at his, Will Hodge's, apartment.†
Chpt 13

The heat of his indignation at Clumly had passed and had left behind it a gloom like the gloom of the woods, a memory of pleasant times so long gone he could no longer believe in them, memories of hopes proved years ago to be ashes in the wind.†
Chpt 13

But Paxton knew that he was ready (whatever else—private sorrows, weariness, righteous indignation—might be stirring behind that iron mask), and at last he said, "What are you after, Hodge?"†
Chpt 13

The thick concrete walls gave a boom to his voice, and again he felt a shiver of mingled terror and indignation.†
Chpt 15