71.   Overcome again, she covered her face with her hands and sank onto the settee.

72.   He pushed his spectacles back into his face with the middle finger of his right hand.

73.   Izzie began to laugh one of her rare, dazzling laughs and immediately covered her face with her sleeve.

74.   It was a thin, elegant face with bright spots of red on the cheeks, like a painted lady.

75.   Loretta pushed her hair back from her face with a cluck of impatience.

76.   Finally, she rinsed her hands, then dabbed her face with a cold flannel.

77.   He wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve and looked around hopefully.

78.   Given his carriage, his square face with downturned mouth, his iron self-regard, Carrington could see her point.

79.   He came back with some coarse paper towels from the forecourt dispenser and wiped my mouth with one bit and the rest of my face with another bit.

80.   Lucy swept her hair away from her face with both hands.