Word: shaven
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...rather stupidly from under thick eyebrows. And their lower jaws stuck out like the scoops of steam shovels. Their feet and hands were disproportionately huge. The fingers were shaped like clubs, without grace. Hair grew on the backs of the fingers and hands. The faces of those who were shaven showed many coarse wrinkles, like a harvested hay field...
...save the Europa. Hour after hour Fire bellowed, and water pssssssssed-from 3 a. m. to 9 p. m. Up and down, up and down until the fire was out, tirelessly paced a little man very stout and round for his small stature, with the carefully shaven and glistening head of a Prussian, and with two hard, compelling eyes. Subordinates wept, but not STIMMING. Far away in the Manhattan office of the North German Lloyd, the blow pierced a deep vein of German sentiment; and of the two principal officials one sobbed as only a man can, while the other...
...Behrman (The Second Man) wrote the play. Jed Harris, the ill-shaven producer whose perhaps somewhat mercenary pride recently forbade him to present Ina Claire in The Gaoler's Wench, was inclined to think well of Serena. He ordered Robert Edmond Jones to design some sets and procured Ruth Gordon with her soft, broken voice and her abruptly delicate gestures to play the part of a lady who "possessed every imaginable charm of appearance and behavior...
When captured the assassin was of uncouth appearance, ragged of shirt, scrubby of beard. But when he stepped before the microphone, last week, José de León Toral was not only clean shaven, but clad in black sack coat, double-breasted vest, and trousers of smart pin stripe. Speaking deliberately for two full hours, he explained to the caballeros and señoras of the radio audience minutely how and why he assassinated the President-Elect...
When the cream and chocolate Golden Arrow Express glided out of Paris, one noontime last week, a certain smooth-shaven, starched-collared, quietly dressed U. S. passenger passed unnoticed among many another en route to London. As he worked rapidly through a neat sheaf of papers, the traveler looked much like other graduates of Rutgers, other Baptists, other natives of Bloomfield, N. J. His choice of viands at luncheon was to eschew a la carte dishes and accept the table d'hote offered. Fellow passengers continued unconscious that they were actually traveling on the same train with the Agent...