Confusedly

Again, it is more strictly taken for that which represents to the Mind some object distinct from it, whether Clearly or Confusedly; when this is its import, our Knowledge is said to be as Clear as our Ideas are.

Mary Astell Sowaal, Alice 2008

Confusedly Maury saw eyes in the milk train staring curiously up at him, heard Gloria and Anthony in quick controversy as to whether he should go to the city with her, then another clamor and she was gone and the three men, pale as ghosts, were standing alone upon the platform while a grimy coal-heaver went down the road on top of a motor truck, carolling hoarsely at the summer morning.

The Beautiful and Damned 2003

Truedale stopped short and looked at Ann. Confusedly he grasped the meaning of the tie that held this child to Lynda -- that held them all to the strong, loving woman who was making her fight with death, for a life.

The Man Thou Gavest

Confusedly and slowly the sense of all these losses surged upon him.

VC — A Chronicle of Castle Barfield and of the Crimea David Christie Murray

Confusedly the savor of Abel's sacrifice was sweet to His nostrils, not Cain's fruits.

Greener Than You Think Ward Moore 1940

Confusedly, Rose thought of her countless hours of lost sleep, her even yet unrecovered strength, the enormous readjustment of her own life in her sincere efforts to do her best by the whole household, her joyous acceptance of all the perpetual self-denial her new duties to Billy necessitated.

Dust 1921

Why do you suppose he wanted us to promise we'd—— [Confusedly.]

Act III, Scene i 1920

Confusedly Maury saw eyes in the milk train staring curiously up at him, heard Gloria and Anthony in quick controversy as to whether he should go to the city with her, then another clamor and she was gone and the three men, pale as ghosts, were standing alone upon the platform while a grimy coal-heaver went down the road on top of a motor truck, carolling hoarsely at the summer morning.

The Beautiful and Damned 1918

Confusedly, half-resentfully, but irresistibly she knew that she did not -- could not -- stand alone, was not the first thus to be struck down.

The Bent Twig Dorothy Canfield Fisher 1918

Confusedly, as in a dream, little Stenne saw factories transformed into barracks, abandoned barricades covered with wet rags, long chimneys cutting the mist and rising into the sky, smokeless and broken.

The Child Spy 1917