Her ears and chin are comely enough.

" Her chin was considered too " determined ," her cheeks too broad and she had ill-fitting teeth.

Her nose and chin jut bulbously from her face, and her mouth sports a single tooth.

Her shiny, golden hair complements the light orange hue of her heart necklace, and, with an upturned chin, she embodies the regal air implied by the title.

Her real name is Aldonza Lorenzo, and Sancho describes her as follows: "… I can tell you that she pitches a bar as well as the strongest lad in the whole village … She's a brawny girl, well built and tall and sturdy, and she will know how to keep her chin out of the mud with any knight errant who ever has her for his mistress.

Her eyes were glazed as if she didn't hear or even see him.

Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.

Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.

Her hat had come off and fallen behind her shoulders, held by the string, and he could see her face more clearly than he had at any time before.

Her arm bled slightly, and the offended skin cried out in pain.

Her own body protested, aching painfully where the blood in her veins had congealed, where cold demon wisps still clung and caressed.

Her impact in the zing commercials had led to her being considered for an excellent part in an upcoming TV series, Underwater Western Eye, a documentary-type show to be sponsored by Oatnut Grits.

Her form was silhouetted and with the strong light I could see the outlines of her body, a body that an artist or anyone else would have admired.

Her mouth, which had been so much in my thoughts, was warm and moist and tender.

Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.

) Her Nicolas lay curled in the sun like a fawn, black hair falling over his eyes.

Her eyes had opened, she had caught a glimpse of a new faith.

Her white blond hair was clean and brushed long straight down to her shoulders.

Her thick hair was the color and texture of charcoal.

Her temper sparked like charcoal when it first lights up.

Her laugh was hard.

Her face was pale but set and her dark eyes smoldered with blame for Ben.

Her stern was down and a sharp list helped us to cut loose the lifeboat which dropped heavily into the water.

Her name was L'Turu and she told me many things.

( Her account was later confirmed by the Scobee-Frazier Expedition from the University of Manitoba in 1951.

Her glance swung past the trailer where the two drivers were standing.

Her scream split up the silence of the car, accompanied by the rattling of the freight, and then Cappy came off the floor, his legs driving him hard.

Her long thin arms moved in a slow rhythmical gesture over the family possessions which were placed in front of her.

Her clothes, her hair, everything about her is both graceful and simple.

Benson looked up and saw Ramey's long head tilt forward to rub his chin on the stiff edge of the overall bib.

he laid all four knuckles in between the man's cheekbone and his chin.

Tilghman's clenched fist swept over in a terrific right cross and clipped the big gunfighter on the side of his chin.

He again began to play the violin, and tucking the instrument beneath his chin, performed soulful and romantic airs to match the expressions on the faces of the lovely women who gathered to hear him.

He would rise in the well of the House, his chin upon his chest, his hands gripping the side of a desk, and the political and legislative chatter would subside into silence.

Moisture ran down the cheeks, gathered at the tip of the nose, and at the chin.

The wraith-like events of the last few days flooded David's mind and he rubbed his unshaved chin and felt again the ache in his kidneys caused by his saddle odyssey from Boston.

Half of it dripped down his chin.

The first thing every morning when she washed her face she could see the scar on her chin where he'd cut her with a boot cleat, and maybe she saw him heaving it again, the dirty sock popping out as it flew.

Big Hans began pouring whisky in the kid's mouth but his mouth filled without any getting down his throat and in a second it was dripping from his chin.

This isn't surprising when we consider that over 29 percent of the 11-year-old boys in America cannot chin themselves once, and that English school girls outdo them in almost every test ( even dashes and endurance ).

Those children who can chin themselves should be told to do one chin-up each time they pass under it.

Those who are too weak, should climb on the chair and, starting at the top of the chin, let themselves slowly down.

He places the hands on either side of the head, keeping the chin down on the chest.

One main type of malocclusion is characterized by a receding chin and protruding upper front teeth.

A chin too prominent in relation to the rest of the face, a thrusting forward of the lower front teeth, an overdeveloped lower jawbone, and an underdeveloped upper jaw indicate the opposite type of malocclusion.

He hit him once on the sharp point of his chin and felt the body go limp.

Killpath peered through half-closed lids at his reflection, thrust up his chin in a gesture of satisfaction and about-faced.

He put his chin on his kneecap, stretching his neck like that of a turkey on a chopping block, and stared wordlessly at his sergeant.

The rubber and glass face mask slipped from Poet's forehead, bounced painlessly off Nick's chin, then disappeared.

Suddenly he was interrupted in his daydreaming by a warm wetness lapping against his chin, and his eyes opened wide and long at the sight of a goat's claret tongue, feasting against the salt taste of him.

His stick ceased to be a thing to rest his chin on and became a pointer for emphasizing the finer aspects of his text.

She jumped out onto the flat expanse of rock and, seating herself, shook her short-cut brown hair and tilted her chin far upward.

Sir John Tenniel's illustration of the Caterpillar ( Alice's Adventures in Wonderland ) | Caterpillar for Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland is noted for its ambiguous central figure, whose head can be viewed as being a human male's face with a pointed nose and pointy chin or being the head end of an actual caterpillar, with the first two right " true " legs visible.