The brown haired woman noticed and sat down on the couch.

The dealer, understanding that the brown haired woman was taking the other's advice, moved on to the next player.

At once, he saw the old brown woman lying crumpled on the floor.

I had never before paid any attention to a black or brown woman.

I had felt my will mastered by the mesmerism in a brown woman's eyes.

The brown woman held tight her hands that tried to beat the air.

The brown woman was prostrate upon her face beside the bed.

The brown woman threw herself again upon the floor.

A small brown woman, wrapped in a common bratt-she might almost have been a deer, watching there.

"We have heard that the king is far gone in grief," the brown woman began to explain to the guard.