The mouth was compressed, and on either side of it two tiny wrinkles had formed themselves in her cheeks. An infinity of slightly malicious amusement lurked in those little folds,…

1893, Arthur Conan Doyle, "The Adventure of the Crooked Man". He had a very dark, fearsome face, and a gleam in his eyes that comes back to me in my dreams. His hair and whiskers w…

Now the skin was puckered into a million wrinkles, and on the shapeless face was the stamp of unutterable age.