brown-cheeked

The new partner, a brown-cheeked handsome fellow, of about his own age, with a quick determined eye and an impulsive manner, retorted with natural astonishment: “Not yourself?”

No Thoroughfare 2007

He was married to Clarine, the plump, brown-cheeked woman who trained dogs; she looked undersized beside him.

The Fires of Heaven Jordan, Robert, 1948- 1993

Behind him, Kethry was a chunky, fresh-faced peasant wench; brown-cheeked, brown-haired and quite unremarkable.

Oathbreaker Lackey, Mercedes 1989

King Humbert there has never been a year without just such brown-cheeked, dark-eyed, imperfectly washed little Roman boys upon the

A Voyage of Consolation (being in the nature of a sequel to the experiences of 'An American girl in London') Sara Jeannette Duncan

Surely a man might seek very far ere he found such another maid as this brown-cheeked, black-eyed village beauty.

The Broad Highway Jeffery Farnol 1915

He hurried across the street, entered the store, still without losing sight of the steps of the Club, and called forward the brown-cheeked, foreign-looking girl busily engaged with some embroidery in the rear of the place.

Apron-Strings Eleanor Gates 1913

The children of the night -- the weary, unwholesome products of dissipation, rubbed shoulders with the children of the morning -- girls, hatless, in simple clothes, walking with brisk footsteps to their work; market women, brown-cheeked and hearty, setting out their wares upon the stalls; the youth of

The Mischief Maker 1906

And as the Limited Express made its schedule time, Pete Patterson was just closing up as usual at sundown, when a sturdy, brown-cheeked boy burst into his store, -- a boy that it took Pete's keen eyes full half a minute to recognize.

Killykinick 1888

A slim slip of a girl, selling thyme and mignonette out of a reed basket, offered to show Vasari the birthplace of Raphael; and a brown-cheeked, barefoot boy, selling roses on which the dew yet lingered, volunteered a like service for me, three hundred years later.

Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great - Volume 06 Little Journeys to the Homes of Eminent Artists Elbert Hubbard 1885

Ah, my Lord of Estmere! you have two hundred servants over there at Villiers, I have been told; do you not think I am better served here by one little, brown-eyed, brown-cheeked maiden, who sings her Béranger like a lark, while she brings me her dish of wild strawberries?

Wisdom, Wit, and Pathos of Ouida Selected from the Works of Ouida 1839-1908 Ouida 1873