good-looking

Petty, shade, and thirst are my favorite human “virtues” and the trifecta of any good series of “stories.”

We resolved to do our best to merit the good opinion which we thus supposed them to entertain of us.

And with some expressions of mutual good-will and interest, master and man separated.

She did not need a great cook-book; She knew how much and what it took To make things good and sweet and light.

He was the strangest-looking creature Davy had ever seen, not even excepting the Goblin.

She had listened—she had listened intently, looking straight out of the window and without moving.