In Port Said he had read during the recitation time of lion-hunts, but it was one thing to examine pictures in books and another to stand eye to eye with the monster, who now gazed at him as if with amazement, Wrinkling his broad forehead which resembled a shield.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz
The logger nodded as if he concurred in this, and, taking a little book from his pocket, he turned it over, Wrinkling his brows while Nasmyth watched him with a smile.
"The Greater Power"
Harold Bindloss W. Herbert Dunton
Again she understood him, the more clearly because she saw by the slight Wrinkling of his forehead, during the significant pause, that he had grappled with the question.
"The Greater Power"
Harold Bindloss W. Herbert Dunton