Thousand Cranes - pg. 17

Kikuji had not seen her since his father's funeral.
She had hardly changed in four year.
The white neck, rather long, was as it had been, and the full shoulders that strangely matched the slender neck -- it was a figure young for her years. The mouth and nose were small in proportion to the eyes. The little nose, if one bothered to notice, was cleanly modeled and most engaging. When she spoke, her lower lip was thrust forward a little, as if in a pout.