Gleaming red whiskers framed this face, which was white and yet mottled in spots.

The hair, cropped close in front and allowed to grow long at the sides and on the back of the head, brought into relief, by its savage redness, all the strange and fateful peculiarities of this singular face.

The neck which was short and thick, seemed to tempt the axe.
At this moment the sunbeams, falling in long lines athwart the group, lighted up the three heads at which the dog from time to time glanced up.

The spot on which this scene took place was magnificently fine.

The _rond-point_ is at the entrance of the park of Gondreville, one of the finest estates in France, and by far the finest in the departments of the Aube; it boasts of long avenues of elms, a castle built from designs by Mansart, a park of fifteen hundred acres enclosed by a stone wall, nine large farms, a forest, mills, and meadows.