His eyes were shining and his hair was a little rumpled.

Liz had good legs and always wore clean gingham aprons and Jim noticed that her hair was always neat behind.

She worked out from under him and sat up and straightened her skirt and coat and tried to do something with her hair.

One day she found that she liked it the way the hair was black on his arms and how white they were above the tanned line when he washed up in the washbasin outside the house.