They did not see the dark-faced men in the brush.

Two minutes later a dark-faced man in shirt sleeves entered.

The dark-faced man shoved a bottle and glass to Sailor.

They were the ones who had slugged the dark-faced man.

I saw no way out except to strike down the dark-faced man, and ride for my life.

The dark-faced man had come in while we ate; he was having his dinner alone at a table for two near the door.

The first thing I saw was a stocky, dark-faced man watching me.

He was being worked on by the dark-faced man.

Behind him, guns in their hands, were three dark-faced men who looked like Latins.

A pair of dark-faced men had bobbed in from that direction.