The Colonel frowned and stared down at the rug.

The Colonel, scenting blasphemy, frowned.

So we left " The Colonel frowned.

The Colonel frowned.

The Colonel frowned, then reminded himself what he knew that Ryan did not.

The Colonel frowned as if trying to understand why a line captain was apologizing for using a female look-out.

The Colonel frowned at the Sergeant's indelicacy.

The Colonel frowned at the blood staining the light infantry insignia on Sharpe's left shoulder.

The Colonel frowned at them from where he sat at his desk below a portrait of himself.

The Colonel had stopped, glanced down, and frowned at her.