Phrases with "face"

R. D. Blackmore He hath all the viciousness of Yordas, without the pluck to face it out. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

Willa Cather A bold, hard little face with a long chin, straight black hair tied with rags, uneasy, crafty eyes; she looked much less gentle and more experienced than her mother. One of Ours by Willa Cather [1922]

E. Phillips Oppenheim We are wanderers upon the face of the earth, not so much by choice as by destiny. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

G. K. Chesterton She had that face of a lost mother that is more pathetic than the face of a lost child. The Flying Inn by G. K. Chesterton [1914]

William Henry Hudson Presently the old man stooped and drew the covering back from the dead one’s face — a rigid, marble-white face set in a loose mass of black hair. A Crystal Age by William Henry Hudson

His face was white and drawn, and he spake unto the King, slowly and in a quiet voice: “O King, that I was somewhat hot with you, forgive me. The Worm Ouroboros by E. R. Eddison [1922]

Henry James If it wasn’t for that —!” But she broke off, and they remained only another moment face to face. The Golden Bowl by Henry James [1904]

Nicot’s face settled back into its devilish sneer. Zanoni by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1842]

Arthur Morrison Old Fisher, on whose grimy face the wrinkles were deposits of mud, stopped at the open door on the first floor, and, as Dicky had done, he took a peep. A Child of the Jago by Arthur Morrison

Nathaniel Hawthorne Starting from the ground, I found the risen moon shining upon the rugged face of the rock, and myself all in a tremble. The Blithedale Romance by Nathaniel Hawthorne [1852]

Louisa May Alcott Tell on, please,” he said, taking his face out of the sofa cushion, red and shining with merriment. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

Jack London A change came over the face of things at once. The People of the Abyss by Jack London [1903]

Next to me sat a little man with a fresh colour and gold spectacles, who was already reading; and beyond him, in the corner, face to face with the dark man, was a lunatic. Going through the Tunnel by Ellen Wood [1869]

Anthony Trollope Nor was the bright honest face beneath the hat anything to him now; — for it was an honest face, though misfortunes which had come had somewhat marred the honesty of the heart. The Duke’s Children by Anthony Trollope

Charles Kingsley Stangrave stood by the passage lamp, so that he saw Tom’s face at once. Two Years Ago by Charles Kingsley

It was the face of one whose finger is on the trigger and who means death; and I believe my dream. Initials Only by Anna Katharine Green

Gustave Flauber Her face was thin and her voice shrill. A Simple Soul by Gustave Flauber

D. H. Lawrence She was about sixty years old, pale, with blue eyes, and her face all wrinkled and lamentable. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

At that moment D’Artagnan and Menneville found themselves face to face. The Vicomte de Bragelonne by Alexandre Dumas [1848-1850]

Nikolai Gogol Her face and clothing resembled those of the others; but she was evidently unwilling to play the part assigned her. A May Night by Nikolai Gogol

I wished myself dead —‘pon my word, Captain Lingard, I did! I do now whenever I think of it!” Lingard’s face expressed sympathetic indignation. An Outcast of the Islands by Joseph Conrad [1896]

Then something made me halt, and the next instant I was lying on my face trying painfully to retrace my steps. No-Man’s-Land by John Buchan [1899]

George Gissing Mary came to the parlour, with a face of surprise. In the Year of Jubilee by George Gissing [1894]

On the top shelf of a closet in the wall a small pile of canvases gathered dust, face downward. A Daughter of To-Day by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1894]

Edith Wharton Her face was ashen-white under its swarthiness, and she stood looking at us like a figure of doom. Here and Beyond by Edith Wharton [1926]

Wilkie Collins You are evidently determined to receive the adventuress as the true woman; and you don’t scruple to face the consequences of that proceeding, by pretending to my face to believe that I am mad. The New Magdalen by Wilkie Collins [1873]

Rudyard Kipling She crossed over, and Dick’s face lighted up. The Light That Failed by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

D. H. Lawrence She bowed her face over the flowers — the freesias so sweet and spring-like, the scarlet anemones flaunting over the table. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

Virginia Woolf Her face was weak rather than decided, saved from insipidity by the large enquiring eyes; denied beauty, now that she was sheltered indoors, by the lack of colour and definite outline. The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf [1915]

H. G. Wells He saw the village flags and festivities beyond, and a face or so turned towards him. The Invisible Man by H. G. Wells [1897]

Arglay came down the steps of the stair in one jump; he cried out again, he ran forward, and as he did so the deep burning eyes in the turning face of bone met his full and halted him. Et in Sempiternum Pereant by Charles Williams

D. H. Lawrence His face looked brown and hard against the snow, smiling with a sort of tense confidence. The Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence

Anna Katherine Green His facelook at it and then at this picture of her taken after death, and see the resemblance! It is showing plainer every minute. The Mystery of the Hasty Arrow by Anna Katherine Green

Richard adored an extremely tall young woman named Miss Donovan, “whose face was truly celestialbeing so far up” but she was unkind, and did not encourage him. The Life of Sir Richard Burton by Thomas Wrigh

Then the detective rapped out: “Ever been in prison, Mr. Slim?” The butler’s mouth opened and his face assumed a pasty colour. The Judgment of Larose by Arthur Gask [1934]

Wilkie Collins My old friend’s face cleared up as he listened to me. The Law and the Lady by Wilkie Collins [1875]

Edith Wharton Oh, God, yes, I do forgive her!” He burst into miserable helpless sobs, burying his face in his hands. Hudson River Bracketed by Edith Wharton [1929]

James Joyce His dark lean face had a growth of shaggy beard round it. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

D. H. Lawrence His face looked strange and withered and gnome-like, at the moment. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

M. R. James Yet I am bound to say that Williams was rather distraught; for his interest naturally centred in that very strange picture which was now reposing, face downwards, in the drawer in the room opposite. Ghost Stories of an Antiquary by M. R. James

D. H. Lawrence There was a touch of puzzled wonder on her brow, and her soft, dim virgin face did indeed suggest the snowdrop of her father’s pathetic imagery. The Virgin and the Gypsy by D. H. Lawrence

Edgar Allan Poe Immense serpents held me in their embrace, and looked earnestly in my face with their fearfully shining eyes. The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket by Edgar Allan Poe

Willa Cather Why do you consider it at all, if you’re not sure? Why are you here with me now?” Her face was half-averted. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

Thomas Hardy She could not see the face of the executioner for his mask, but his form was like Manston’s. Desperate Remedies by Thomas Hardy [1871]

Elizabeth Gaskell I went into the study just now, and he had his face on the table, covering it with his hands. North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell [1854]

Wilkie Collins She smiled as I looked at her; but the tears stood thick in her eyes, and her face was deadly pale. Basil by Wilkie Collins [1852]

It simply did not occur to me that this face route might bring me in sight of eyes which at all costs I must avoid. The Three Hostages by John Buchan [1924]

Louisa May Alcott Meg gave all her quarterly salary toward the rent, and I only got some clothes with mine, so I felt wicked, and was bound to have some money, if I sold the nose off my face to get it. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

You may have to face some little adjustments in your lives, but what of that? Le mouvement c’est la vie. The Island of Sheep by John Buchan [1936]

Almayer hid his face in his hands as if to shut out a loathsome sight. Almayer’s Folly by Joseph Conrad [1895]

H.P. Lovecraft Caution is the first care of those accustomed to face occasional charlatanry and imposture. The Call of Cthulhu by H.P. Lovecraft [1926]

Thomas Hardy He appeared to be lost in reflection, and had directed his face towards a new stone they were lifting. Desperate Remedies by Thomas Hardy [1871]

His face was ashen and his whole body trembled. Lost Horizon by James Hilton

William Morris Thereafter he called me to him, and bade me stand in face of him with my hands clasped before me. The Water of the Wondrous Isles by William Morris [1897]

D. H. Lawrence And suddenly she put her face against his shoulder, he was stooping down to her, holding her against him, and she cried aloud for a moment or two. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

Anthony Trollope She uttered one loud shriek, and then covering her face with her hands burst out into a wail of sobs. Phineas Redux by Anthony Trollope

Rudyard Kipling Thanks.” While we were talking, a girl — evidently no customer — had come into the shop, and the face and bearing of Mr. Shaynor changed. Traffics and Discoveries by Rudyard Kipling [1904]

From the dust-dulled pane the reflection of his own face looked back at him. Keep the Aspidistra Flying by George Orwell

H.P. Lovecraft But now Zadok was shaking me, and I turned back to watch the melting of that fear-frozen face into a chaos of twitching eyelids and mumbling gums. The Shadow over Innsmouth by H.P. Lovecraft [1931]

George Gissing Her face was turned slightly upwards, and a restful expression had come upon it. Isabel Clarendon by George Gissing [1886]

Anthony Trollope She had seen the triumphant face of Mr Apjohn, and knew that some victory had been gained. Cousin Henry by Anthony Trollope [1879]

How did I know I was going to live on undisturbed in that house until my face got well? How did I know chance was going to favour me as it did? It was chance favoured me all along. The Secret of the Garden by Arthur Gask [1924]

Dr. Knox was looking through the large window at the fountain in the middle of the grass-plat: Mr. Tamlyn had his face buried; he had not looked up for the last half-hour. Dr. Knox by Ellen Wood [1873]

George Gissing Michael’s face was angry in her memory; he had never looked at her in that way before, and now he would never look with the old kindness. The Nether World by George Gissing [1888]

I shall never forget her face when I first saw it on the lamplit boulevard, and recognised the little girl I had known three years before in the fair-haired young beauty of fifteen. Eleanor's Victory by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1863]

E. Phillips Oppenheim I have seen Jean’s face grow black when you have entered. The Amazing Partnership by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1914]

H. G. Wells The Liberals will not face the plain consequence that such a state of affairs is hopelessly unstable, that it involves the maximum risk of war with the minimum of permanent benefit and public order. A Modern Utopia by H. G. Wells [1905]

He was a small, dapper, elegantly attired youth, with dark hair, and the handsome, regularly carved face of an actor. The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic [1896]

Thomas Carlyle Poor Rousseau’s face is to me expressive of him. On Heroes and Hero Worship and the Heroic in History by Thomas Carlyle

Arthur Conan Doyle Here was a face with flashing eyes and distorted features, a face convulsed with hatred and with the mad joy of gratified revenge. The Lost World by Arthur Conan Doyle [1912]

Arthur Conan Doyle Have a care, Professor Gilroy!” I saw a white hand shaking in the air, and a face which was scarcely human, so convulsed was it with passion. The Parasite by Arthur Conan Doyle [1894]

George Gissing Will you—do you mind?” Her face was bloodless and wrung with anguish. Denzil Quarrier by George Gissing [1891]

Guy de Maupassant His thoughts wandered like they do when a person is going mad, and his child’s face changed in his eyes, and assumed a strange look, and unlikely resemblances. Monsieur Parent by Guy de Maupassant [1885]

It’s dreadful to see a man dependent upon Mudie for getting through his life,’ exclaimed Celia, making a face that expressed extreme contempt. The Cloven Foot by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

This I said to Layelah. She acquiesced with a sweet smile, and taking the reins again, she sat around so as to face me, and said: “You are very quick. A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder by James De Mille [1888]

Edith Wharton Her face had cleared and she moved more lightly as she left the building. The Custom of the Country by Edith Wharton [1913]

He could beat Bertrand or Alexander Dumas himself with the small-sword: he was the dragon that watched this pomme d’or, and very few persons were now inclined to face a champion si redoutable. Novels by Eminent Hands by William Makepeace Thackeray [1847]

John Galsworthy What nonsense people talked when they said you could tell character from faces! Only a perfect idiot’s face could be read like that. The White Monkey by John Galsworthy

Willa Cather She began to shrink in face and stature. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

Louisa May Alcott Amy, who was fond of delicate fare, took a heaping spoonful, choked, hid her face in her napkin, and left the table precipitately. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

D. H. Lawrence And he was physically very self-conscious, very self-conscious of Lovat and Harriet. The driver’s face was long and deep red. Kangaroo by D. H. Lawrence

Her face was elfish, both tragic and impatient. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

A scrubby beard covered his face to the cheekbones, giving him an air of ruffianism that went oddly with his large weak frame and nervous movements. Nineteen Eighty-four by George Orwell

Guy de Maupassant Branches of trees caressed my face as I passed, and now and then I caught a leaf with my teeth and chewed it, from sheer gladness of heart at being alive and vigorous on such a radiant day. The Specter (Apparition) by Guy de Maupassant [1883]

Nathaniel Hawthorne One dead monk has more than sufficed me; and I am not bold enough to face the whole mortality of the convent. The Marble Faun by Nathaniel Hawthorne [1860]

H. Rider Haggard Her face was white as death, and her dark eyes glowed. Eric Brighteyes by H. Rider Haggard

His pale, fine-featured face wore an expression that appeared to be discontent and was really boyish eagerness. A Clergyman’s Daughter by George Orwell

M. P. Shiel As she span to face them, Cobby, who was very agitated, ran up to her with the announcement: “Now, you see, I have you. Children of the Wind by M. P. Shiel [1923]

Virginia Woolf Standing in the pulpit he looked very large and fat; the light coming through the greenish unstained window-glass made his face appear smooth and white like a very large egg. The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf [1915]

Her remote memory woke — it was a medieval priest; he came on towards her still more quickly, and then, though his face was strange, she knew him with a quick certainty. The Place of the Lion by Charles Williams [1931]

Alfred Tennyson At length she spoke ‘O Enoch, you are wise; And yet for all your wisdom well know I That I shall look upon your face no more. Enoch Arden by Alfred Tennyson [1864]

D. H. Lawrence She turned her face from it as a cat turns its nose away from a lighted cigarette. The Captain’s Doll by D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence His face was odd and elated and still. Aaron’s Rod by D. H. Lawrence

Wilkie Collins And the very same evening, at tea time, she undid before my face the whole effect of the good advice I had been giving her father. Hide and Seek by Wilkie Collins [1854]

A sort of vapid eagerness flitted across Winston’s face at the mention of Big Brother. Nevertheless Syme immediately detected a certain lack of enthusiasm. Nineteen Eighty-four by George Orwell

H. G. Wells His face was quite white and he spoke in a tired voice. Love and Mr Lewisham by H. G. Wells [1900]

Henry James Georgina, as she stood there, turned her face to her lover, and rested her eyes for some moments on his own. Georgina’s reasons by Henry James [1884]

George Gissing Therewith the conversation came to an end, and Basil, hating the face of man, stole away into solitude. Veranilda by George Gissing [1903]

Arthur Morrison It faded suddenly, and left the face — the Jago face — drawn and sad and startling by contrast, as of a man betrayed into mirth in the midst of great sorrow. A Child of the Jago by Arthur Morrison

Margaret Oliphant His name is Colonel Mildmay; he has been at Lonsdale; did you hear of such a man?” Mrs. Vincent shook her head—her face grew more and more troubled. Salem Chapel by Margaret Oliphant [1862]

Wilkie Collins Zack’s hearty laugh is heard outside — then his quick step on the stairs — then the door opens, and he comes in with his beaming sunburnt face healthier and heartier than ever. Hide and Seek by Wilkie Collins [1854]

So when the tenth night came, Signy sent her trusty man to Sigmund, her brother, with honey in his hand, and said that he was to smear it over the face of Sigmund, and to fill his mouth with it. The Book of Were-Wolves by S. Baring-Gould [1865]

George Meredith There is no doubt that we do not shine at the pic-nic until we reflect the face of dinner. Evan Harrington by George Meredith [1861]

Jane’s face was very much like her mother’s, but her blue eyes had no peevishness in them as yet. A Tragedy by Ellen Wood [1886]

Anthony Trollope Let her tell me to my face what she wishes. Lady Anna by Anthony Trollope

Willa Cather It was the face of a woman already old in her first youth, thoroughly sophisticated and a trifle hard, and it told of what her brother had called her fight. The Troll Garden by Willa Cather [1905]

Charles Dickens The blind man, with perfect composure, produced his bottle again, mixed another glassful; put it up as before; and, drinking from time to time, followed her with his face in silence. Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens [1841]

Her face was as changed as her voice; there was not only softness in it but appeal. The Mill Mystery by Anna Katharine Green

F. Scott Fitzgerald Suddenly she seized Joel’s face and held it close to hers. Taps at Reveille by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1935]

I looked into the sweet face of Jeanne d’Ys and kissed her, and with all my strength lifted her in my arms and flung her from me. The King in Yellow by Robert W. Chambers

Edith Wharton Anne’s face was certainly less drawn — Anne’s manner perhaps a shade less guarded. The Mother’s Recompense by Edith Wharton [1925]

His face was red as a tomato and his eyes wide and staring. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

His face grew very grave, with a pensive reproach upon it. Signa by Ouida

Spotless damask and pretty china made the tray a picture, with Mademoiselle’s pink cambric gown and bright little face for background. Wyllard's Weird by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1885]

Willa Cather How are you fixed for money?” Outland’s face grew grave. The Professor’s House by Willa Cather [1925]

H. G. Wells Graham peered and saw his face dimly. When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells [1899]

H. G. Wells He buried his face in the pillows and they whispered softly in his ear. The Research Magnificent by H. G. Wells [1915]

His stout red face grew more crimson. Judith Paris by Hugh Walpole [1931]

Sarah Orne Jewett More than one face among the Bowdens showed that only opportunity and stimulus were lacking,—a narrow set of circumstances had caged a fine able character and held it captive. The Country of the Pointed Firs by Sarah Orne Jewett [1896]

Oh, how I did feel when I saw his face on the other side of the table! I didn’t know whether I hated him or loved him. Hand and Ring by Anna Katharine Green

Heyst’s face had grown very gloomy. Victory by Joseph Conrad [1914]

He went to this window and looked in, with his face against the glass. John Marchmont’s Legacy by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1862]

But he almost loved Lamia. “Shall I see her likeness living one day?” he thought; and his face grew warm. Signa by Ouida

You won’t tell me whether you are unhappy, but your face tells me so in spite of you. Sir Charles Danvers by Mary Cholmondeley [1889]

He stuck his face close to mine and bellowed at me: ‘“I ken ye fine, ye ———! I seen ye at Lanerick last back-end . The Frying-Pan and the Fire by John Buchan

Frances Hodgson Burnett But Robin stopped her by turning her face full upon her once more, and this time her eyes were full of clear significance. The Head of the House of Coombe by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1922]

Arthur Conan Doyle Is Godfrey dead?” “He could not face my eyes. The Case Book of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle [1927]

Anthony Trollope And yet her face was very sad, declaring to him too plainly something of the hopelessness of her heart. The Duke’s Children by Anthony Trollope

There were yet one or two ravines in the southern face of the range, and while I ascended the mountain, Mr. Tietkens and the others took the horses round that way and searched. Australia Twice Traversed by Ernest Giles

Anthony Trollope As for herself she was altogether blinded, and did not dare lift her face or to turn her head. Framley Parsonage by Anthony Trollope

John Galsworthy Look at the pierrot’s face — what a brooding, fateful, hiding-up expression! There’s the public performer, with the private life, incarnate!” Dinny remained silent. Over the River by John Galsworthy

Only for a few seconds, then it passed on, and he emerged from it, and his face was towards her, but now it had changed. The Place of the Lion by Charles Williams [1931]

Thomas Hardy Alone in her chamber, Betty flung herself upon her face on the bed, and burst into shaking sobs. A Group of Noble Dames by Thomas Hardy [1891]

Theodore Dreiser Mrs. Gerhardt passed away with her dying gaze fastened on Jennie’s face for the last few minutes of consciousness that life vouchsafed her. Jennie Gerhardt by Theodore Dreiser

A. E. W. Mason The man with the troubled and despairing face was, after all, his friend. The Four Feathers by A. E. W. Mason [1902]

Charles Dickens That she shall always share your love, and — ’ and the rest was not said, for her face was hidden on the old man’s shoulder. The Battle of Life by Charles Dickens [1846]

Anthony Trollope And then there came other thoughts as to that interior life which it would be her destiny to lead with Mr. Barry. Then came a black cloud upon her face as she sat thinking of it. Mr. Scarborough's Family by Anthony Trollope [1883]

Four to one and you daren’t face me! Do you call yourselves men? You sneaking, mangy little rats!’ He broke into Burmese, calling them the incestuous children of pigs. Burmese Days by George Orwell

F. Scott Fitzgerald Two tears had rolled down her wet face and trembled on her upper lip. All the Sad Young Men by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1926]

D. H. Lawrence She looked ghastly and terrible, with her mask-like face and her stony eyes and her bluish lips. The Lost Girl by D. H. Lawrence

He had black hair and whiskers, and a face that always had a shade of jaundice. An Unpleasant Predicament by Fyodor Dostoyevsky [1861]

Jack Chicot, after contemplating the dead man’s face with curious interest, fixing the well-marked features in his mind, bent down to look at the tatooed device and inscription. The Cloven Foot by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

Frederick Marryat While so occupied he happened to look up, and perceived one of the men with his face against the window, watching him. Children of the New Forest by Frederick Marryat [1847]

D. H. Lawrence Her face was so childish in its contours, contrasting strangely with her expression. Love Among the Haystacks by D. H. Lawrence [1930]

Jules Verne The boy she held by the hand was about twelve, but his face expressed such determination, that he appeared quite his sister’s protector. In Search of the Castaways by Jules Verne [1873]

Henry Handel Richardson Before Annemarie, she stood the eternal schoolgirl in face of her mistress. Two Tales of Old Strasbourg by Henry Handel Richardson

A chill gust of wind, wandering through the damp and sooty obscurity over the waste of roofs and chimney-pots, touched his face with a clammy flick. Tales of Unrest by Joseph Conrad [1898]

George MacDonald A few paces brought us to the first; it was a human form under a sheet, straight and still — whether of man or woman I could not tell, for the light seemed to avoid the face as we passed. Lilith by George MacDonald

One scratch on the most rotund part of the body was the only record of the “brief, eventful history,” and Christmas smiled in Tom’s face as he munched a soul-soothing banana. My Tropic Isle by E. J. Banfield

Jane Austen He had misinterpreted the feelings which had kept her face averted, and her tongue motionless. Emma by Jane Austen [1816]

Maria Edgeworth But the sudden flash of joy in her old face was over in an instant. Ormond by Maria Edgeworth

Rudyard Kipling And yet — why should I go?” His eye fell on the empty begging-bowl, and his face changed. The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling [1895]

The stroke that had slashed her husband’s face had struck her down. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

Wilkie Collins Little by little, the sweet feminine charm of Anne’s face came softly and sadly back. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

Rudyard Kipling If you think it’s so lovely, why don’t you go and see it yourself?’ She raised her face from the soft blackness of the marten skins about her throat, and her eyes shone like diamonds. The Light That Failed by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

Anthony Trollope Ill-nature was written on her face, but in this her face was a false face. The Belton Estate by Anthony Trollope

Virginia Woolf Let him then face the screen, the coal-scuttle and the sideboard . Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf [1925]

But out yonder, face to face with the hills and the lake — the scenes I have known all my life — I feel a heart-sickness that is worse than death. Phantom Fortune by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1883]

Anthony Trollope And Lily’s face was perhaps less oval in its formless perfectly oval — than her sister’s. The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

They were men enough to face the darkness. Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad [1899]

Jacques Futrelle Her soft arms found their way about his neck, and she drew his face down and kissed him; then, without a word, she entered the room and closed the door. The Diamond Master by Jacques Futrelle [1909]

James Joyce His hands and face were working and a tremour went over her. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

Wilkie Collins I looked at her lovely face without the slightest admiration of it — worse still, with downright distrust of it. Poor Miss Finch by Wilkie Collins [1872]

Edith Wharton The look in the girl’s face showed that she had indeed come unwillingly; yet she seemed animated by an eager resoluteness that made Anna ashamed of her tremors. The Reef by Edith Wharton [1912]

Jules Verne If she had restrained herself in that post-house at Omsk, when she found herself face to face with him, Michael would have passed unrecognized, and all these misfortunes would have been avoided. Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne [1876]

Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman It was a dreadful little face, with something about it which made it different from any other face on earth, but it was so pitiful that somehow it did away a good deal with the dreadfulness. The Lost Ghost by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

It was the face of May. The prisoner cast a rapid glance around him. Monsieur Lecoq by Émile Gaboriau

The spring sun threw its warmth on them, and eager to brighten mademoiselle they ended by smiling into each other’s face with a look of mingled embarrassment and tenderness. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

His face was well wrapped up from the cold, and I did not get a clear view of it: I am not sure that I should know it again. A Mystery by Ellen Wood [1882]

But she made an effort to pull herself together, and to those who saw her leave the witness-box the expression on her white face appeared deeply pathetic. The Story of Ivy by Marie Belloc Lowndes [1927]

Gaston Leroux To his great astonishment, the door opened and Christine Daae appeared, wrapped in furs, with her face hidden in a lace veil, alone. The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux [1910]

Edith Wharton Miss Mellins was a small woman with a glossy yellow face and a frizz of black hair bristling with imitation tortoise-shell pins. Bunner Sisters by Edith Wharton [1916]

Marie Corelli Once he almost met her, face to face in the gardens of the Villa Borghese, walking all alone, and reading a book in which she seemed to be deeply interested. The Master-Christian by Marie Corelli [1900]

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle She had not said a word, but had stood with a face like a mask looking blankly in front of her. The Doings of Raffles Haw by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle [1891]

He kept pushing and hitting out at the people around him, trying to face in the direction he was going. The Day of the Locust by Nathanael Wes

Helen Zimmern Enter Mrs. Fry in a drab-colored silk cloak, and plain, borderless Quaker cap; a most benevolent countenance — Guido Madonna face — calm, benign. Maria Edgeworth by Helen Zimmern

His face I did not see, for he pulled his slouching round hat well over his brows as he walked away rapidly, and the black beard he wore covered his mouth and chin. The Mystery at Number Seven by Ellen Wood [1877]

Her face was lovely, dark and proud in expression, but there was an aloofness about it which puzzled the English girl. The Green Mummy by Fergus Hume

A. E. W. Mason Feversham tore open the envelope carelessly, as carelessly read through the telegram, and then sat very still, with his eyes upon the slip of pink paper and his face grown at once extremely grave. The Four Feathers by A. E. W. Mason [1902]

Rudyard Kipling They was mad — mad — mad! Crook sits down in the quiet that fell whin we had gone down the valley, an’ covers his face wid his hands. Soldiers Three by Rudyard Kipling [1899]

Florence Dixie It is difficult for hoary sin to face the features of a pure, good life. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

Then we turned the corner of the path, and came face to face with her house. The Lady of the Island by Guy Boothby

Radclyffe Hall Then from under her brows she must glance across at Anna, who she knew loved the songs of blackbirds and thrushes; but Anna’s face would be hidden in shadow, while her hands lay placidly folded. The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall

Wilkie Collins He had braced himself — after what had happened in the library — to face the outbreak of a serious scandal, on his return to the house. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

She had but to look at my face to see the result plainly written there. The Race of Life by Guy Boothby [1906]

Marjorie Bowen Mademoiselle Debelleyme herself rang the bell; she smiled into the face of the woman who opened the door and who instantly retreated with a movement of horror, putting her hands to her mouth. Forget-me-not by Marjorie Bowen [1932]

Bram Stoker Her face became red and paleviolently red and ghastly pale — by rapid turns. The Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker [1911]

They can’t pass over a face like yours for ever. Cloud the Smiter by Arthur Gask [1926]

E. Phillips Oppenheim You know what you have to deal with down at Dominey.” Dominey’s face was very set and grave. The Great Impersonation by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1920]

Guy de Maupassan But I soon perceived that I was not the only one to frequent this spot as soon as the gates were opened, and I occasionally met face to face, at a turn in the path, a strange little old man. Minuet by Guy de Maupassan

Arthur Morrison Her face was not visible, but her whole attitude was that of a person overcome with unbearable grief; and she sobbed quietly. The Chronicles of Martin Hewitt by Arthur Morrison

The almost insuperable difficulty of getting rid of the human body is not appreciated until the murderer suddenly finds himself face to face with it. The Eye of Osiris by R. Austin Freeman [1911]

She set her face steadily towards the hills in which her place of exile was hidden, and bore herself bravely. Vixen by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

Louisa May Alcott The word ‘limes’ was like fire to powder, his yellow face flushed, and he rapped on his desk with an energy which made Jenny skip to her seat with unusual rapidity. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

Her face was white, her eyes were intensely wide open and wide awake; they had black dashes underneath, an emphasis they did not need. A Daughter of To-Day by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1894]

H. G. Wells This face, he realised, was neither a good face nor a bad face, neither a saint’s nor a sinner’s, but it was at one and the same time an extremely usual face and also a profoundly unreal one. Babes In The Darkling Woods by H. G. Wells [1940]

Furex’s face went purple at such infamy. Down and Out in Paris and London by George Orwell

George Meredith I think I was there flat, face to the ground, for half an hour, quite sensible, looking at the pretty colour of my blood on the snow. Rhoda Fleming by George Meredith [1865]

Whether she went or stood that eve, Not once his eyes her face did leave. Poems by the Way by William Morris [1891]

Her face was powdered, and she was rather heavily scented. The Haunted Woman by David Lindsay [1922]