1
The boy straightened, a sturdy fair-haired child with a ready smile.
2
She was back again in the old nursery with the fair-haired child playing about her knees.
3
No one, however, attached any blame to her: of course, the absconding nurse had carried away the fair-haired child.
4
We could not see the face, for it was bent down over what we saw to be a fair-haired child.
5
One of these was my brother George and the other, Barbara, was our baby grown to a little fair-haired child.
6
They wait for me there, and chiefly the fair-haired child, lost to my eyes so long ago, now bloomed into an impossible beauty.
7
All Paris was searched by the police and her friends, but no traces could be found of the wicked nurse and the fair-haired child.