"Mr. Trevor stood slowly up, fixed his large blue eyes upon me with a strange wild stare, and then pitched forward, with his face among the nutshells which strewed the cloth, in a dead faint.〔【出典】英文:"The Gloria Scott" by Arthur Conan Doyle、訳者:大久保ゆう〕"_CO-GLOR", "2173027"
I saw a great yellow face, coarse-grained and greasy, with heavy, double-chin, and two sullen, menacing gray eyes which glared at me from under tufted and sandy brows.〔【出典】英文:"The Adventure of the Dying Detective" by Arthur Conan Doyle、訳者:大久保ゆう〕"_CO-DYIN", "2339606"