crystal

“Never mind, dearest mother,” said a young and lovely girl, with a profusion of light brown hair, and eyes that seemed to float in liquid crystal, “’tis all my fault for seizing upon M.

Over it, in the stainless southwest sky, a great crystal-white star was shining like a lamp of guidance and promise.

“There shall not be one a minute longer than you please,” said Dantès, who had followed the working of his thoughts as accurately as though his brain were enclosed in crystal so clear as to display its minutest operations.

It’s all as clear as crystal, as you put it.