It looked as if she just combed it quickly to get it over with, not to make her look better. Why, how much better to be silly, than as wise as you.
The slim boat drifted out from under the red stone arch of the water gate, picking up speed as it was caught in the headlong rush of the tumblestone and pushed out into the tumult where the waters met. Besides, he was still glowing from an erotic dream to end all erotic dreams.