When he looked up, the pony was stolidly cropping a tuft of grass.
Upon his brow he placed a tuft of feathers of the same shining tints.
I wiped it with a tuft of bracken, and I laughed with something of a bitterness.
A tuft of hair protruded from a hole in the crown of his hat.
She was fixing a tuft of flowers in his cap, singing softly as she did so.
He had but fifty ...