Excerpt from King of the Castle, Vol. 1: A Novel (Classic Reprint)
The big-headed, grey-haired man addressed gave his stiff, wavy locks an impatient rub, wrinkled his broad forehead, and then smiled in a happy, satisfied way, his dark eyes light ing up, and his smile driving away the hard, severe look which generally rested upon his brow.
The matter he said,' drawing the girl on to his knee and kissing her. I don't under stand such things; but your dress seems too common and plain.