Valentine admired his clear Saxon face and firm lips; she admired his deep bright eyes, that darkened with every passing emotion; she liked his gentle, chivalrous manner, his earnest words, his deferential attention to herself, his affectionate devotion to Lady Earle. "Dora Thorne" by Charlotte M. Braeme

Reedy took a plump yellow cigar from his vest pocket, and with a deferential bow: " Will you permit me?" "The Desert Fiddler" by William H. Hamby