Then quickly soap foam on the face; the beard had enjoyed days of being unshorn and grew with free-spirited unbridledness around the chin and cheeks of the brownish face, prickly like a cactus forest.

Then he quickly lathered his face with soap; his beard had been growing unchecked for days and now overran his tanned face—chin and cheeks alike—with unrestrained abandon, prickly as a cactus grove.