My feet were nearly frozen despite the foot-warmer." "My poor lambkin," said Malka, melting.

And she patted his side whiskers.
Sam Levine arrived almost immediately, and Leah, fishfork in hand, flew out of the back-yard kitchen to greet him.

Though a member of the tribe of Levi, he was anything but ecclesiastical in appearance, rather a representative of muscular Judaism.

He had a pink and white complexion, and a tawny moustache, and bubbled over with energy and animal spirits.
He could give most men thirty in a hundred in billiards, and fifty in anecdote.

He was an advanced Radical in politics, and had a high opinion of the intelligence of his party.