he-goat-tuft

Updated: June 30, 2026

I had no sort of reason to doubt the great stories I had heard of him, of his coolness under fire and in tight places. I had seen every reason to believe them. For all that, my affection for him was mixed with another feeling. He was very tall. His face wore a sort of perennial fever-flush. He was very dark. His eyes were fine and fierce, too; he wore a strange he-goat-tuft on his chin.

Arthur Shearly Cripps - Cinderella in the South: Twenty-Five South African Tales