There was something childishly pretty, something attractively delicate, in the small features of his fresh round face, in his soft brown eyes, lovely pouting lips, and little white hands.
When a few hours later he stood in a telephone booth calling the insurance company, he learned that they had never heard of the jovial man with the round face.
The jovial man with the round face was filled with consternation, and he explained to Ove that it would be a veritable catastrophe for him if something happened to the house.
Sam came puffing up as Jon crossed the camp. Under the black hood his face was as pale and round as the moon. " I heard the horn. Has your uncle come back" ?