One of the mounted men was dressed in fringed buckskin, his shoulder-length hair and bushy black beard the badge of a frontier already passing swiftly into history.
One of the mounted men had long hair and a black beard.
There were no mounted men wearing buckskin.
The women are going to the gym.
A soldier is sleeping at home.
People are in a theater.
Two men break out of prison.
Suddenly, in a smooth voice in the noisy room, he said something.
A Mexican lady in a white dress is dancing.