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He hadn't much head behind his ears, and his tawny fleece grew down thick to the back of his neck.
He had thin silver bracelets upon his arms, and on his neck a collar of the same metal bearing the inscription, Wamba, the son of Witless, is the thrall of Cedric of Rotherwood.
We must run away, Hetty," he said "Hold fast about my neck, and don't strangle me.
In an instant he had pulled down one of the men, and with a single shake, terrier-like, had broken his neck.
Master noticed the change, too, and one day when he got out of the carriage and came to speak to us, as he often did, he stroked her beautiful neck.
You will say, on the other hand, hundreds of young ladies have not got two little moles close together on the left side of the neck.
As there seemed to be no chance of getting her hands up to her head, she tried to get her head down to them, and was delighted to find that her neck would bend about easily in any direction, like a serpent.
Loose the cords from the Christian's neck," he commanded, turning to the executioner, "and hang this man in his place, seeing that by his own confession he is the murderer.
Her head and neck, shoulders, ears, arms, hands, and toes were loaded down with jewels and gems with bracelets, earrings, and rings; while a tunic bordered with gold, and covered with a light muslin robe, betrayed the outline of her form.
But she has one thing in the drawer which she can venture to wear to-day, because she can hang it on the chain of dark-brown berries which she has been used to wear on grand days, with a tiny flat scent-bottle at the end of it tucked inside her frock; and she must put on her brown berries-- her neck would look so unfinished without it.
His gray eyes were glancing under a pair of shaggy brows, that over hung them in long hairs of gray mingled with their natural hue; his scraggy neck was bare, and burnt to the same tint with his face; though a small part of a shirt-collar, made of the country check, was to be seen above the overdress he wore.
Moti Guj curled the tip of his trunk, Chihun put his foot there, and was swung on to the neck.
Keen, poignant agonies seemed to shoot from his neck downward through every fiber of his body and limbs.
He was quite short and stout and had a big head, which was flat at the top and supported by a thick neck full of wrinkles.
The captain was very gallantly clad; he had tufts of embroidery at his neck and wrists; a great elegance at that day.