True, there were lines, but they were the lines of decision and firmness.

It seemed, rather, a frank and open countenance, which frankness or openness was enhanced by the fact that he was smooth-shaven.

I could hardly believe--until the next incident occurred--that it was the face of a man who could behave as he had behaved to the cabin-boy.
At this moment, as he opened his mouth to speak, puff after puff struck the schooner and pressed her side under.

The wind shrieked a wild song through the rigging.

Some of the hunters glanced anxiously aloft.