Up close, Mary could see the fine lines of strain on the woman's proud face.

It was a proud face, dominated by large brown eyes, despite the long nose and generous mouth.

Here was the face of the American poor - striving, decent and proud.

I kept thinking of the cold proud face of the woman who believed herself to be his wife.

They stood at attention before him, reporting things and listening with proud faces while he spoke to them.

It showed a slim young man with burning, dark eyes and a proud face.

She was a black woman, about thirty or so, with a strong, proud face.

Her proud and lovely face was raised to him, but she truly spoke to the crowd.

Black eyes looked at him from a sad, proud face.

And it was his job to put a proud face on defeat.