However, his heavy moustaches had remained quite dark without one silver thread, thus lending an expression of vigorous life to his full face with its lofty towering brow.

It was from his father that he had inherited that brow of impregnable logic and reason, similar to that which Pierre himself possessed.

But the lower part of the elder brother's countenance was fuller than that of his junior; his nose was larger, his chin was square, and his mouth broad and firm of contour.

A pale scar, the mark of an old wound, streaked his left temple.

And his physiognomy, though it might at first seem very grave, rough, and unexpansive, beamed with masculine kindliness whenever a smile revealed his teeth, which had remained extremely white.
While looking at his brother, Pierre remembered what Madame Theodore had told him that morning.