Dark-eyed

Henry Baskerville was a small, alert, dark-eyed man about thirty years of age, very sturdily built, with thick black eyebrows and a strong, pugnacious face.

She was a bright, vivacious, dark-eyed lady, more French than English in her type.

The dark-haired, darker-eyed Fraulein sat more or less alone in her schoolroom, giving guttural orders that we all found very funny.

He was a Demon: the darkest-eyed, most dangerous type of Ashkind, historically the most violent and insidious and prone to political dissent, who had to be watched by the Department very carefully lest they rebel against the Government.

He smiled, remembering the morning when Esteban and Gregorio, two of his darkest-eyed, blackest-haired and most sunburnt men, had come to him with a daring plan that he’d immediately sanctioned.