Captain Bradbury's right eyebrow had now become so closely entangled with his left that there seemed no hope of ever extricating it without the aid of powerful machinery.
~ P.g. Wodehouse
The voice of a donkey braying in the neighbouring meadow seemed like the mocking laughter of demons.
It went automatically to a heavy-weight mother with beetling eyebrows who looked as if she had just come from doing a spot of knitting at the foot of the guillotine.
