face

"Oh, I see," said the younger Milbrey—his face clearing all at once.

The face, neck, and arms of the modest maiden were flushed with indignant crimson.

She arose, gently placed his arm on the couch, and looked upon his face.

Philæmon averted his face for a moment, and struggled hard with his feelings.

And throwing himself on the grass, he hid his face against the dog and sobbed.

The face of the maid that served him had been no heaven for the souls of dead flowers.

He forced himself to face them regularly as a penance and a corrective.

His eyes were closed, his face a dead, chalky white, and his body hung limp.

Her face was pitifully convulsed, and tears welled in her eyes.

"No, sir," said Robert, looking boldly in the face of his former employer.