She bit her lips to keep them from quivering and blinked her eyes to get rid of the blur.
He walked up and down the river bank, leading his horse behind him; but he kept his eyes turned always toward the dim, dark spot which he knew was the old North Church.
Alex rolled his eyes and made a face.
"But I saw the little pigs with my own eyes!" exclaimed Zeb.
In that moment she was certain she saw something in his eyes - something akin to remorse.
And he will find he is capable of adding far more value than as a set of eyes watching a screen.
His jaw tightened and his eyes flashed a warning.
With tears in her eyes she went out and stood in the whisperer's place.
Then his eyes overflowed with tears, and he fell on his knees before the king.
Our eyes are capable of seeing only a narrow spectrum of light.
"Very well," Señor Medena said, his lips trying to suppress a smile his eyes couldn't hide.
For they were in the streets of a beautiful emerald-green city, bathed in a grateful green light that was especially pleasing to their eyes, and surrounded by merry faced people in gorgeous green-and-gold costumes of many extraordinary designs.
He seems weak, and his eyes are dull.
He opened his eyes and looked around at the small, plain room and at the poor people standing near him.
All eyes were turned to see why the king had said, "Open the window."
His large eyes were bright and snappy.
The two boys, Charlot and Blondel, with wondering eyes watched their father and mother undress the little stranger.
His eyes closed and he was soon fast asleep.
I had dolls which talked, and cried, and opened and shut their eyes; yet I never loved one of them as I loved poor Nancy.
"I have been so excited since father said you were coming!" she said to Alex, but her eyes included Carmen.
He gazed down at her, a wry smile on his lips - his eyes mocking her.
"Get a life," he answered instantly, his eyes twinkling with mirth.
Alex glanced at Carmen, his eyes twinkling.
Her dark eyes fixed on Carmen, eagerly waiting for the rest of the story.
He nodded, his pale eyes darkening enough to twinkle.
And then her eyes grew large.
For a moment he simply gazed into her eyes, and then he drew a deep breath.
The beautiful creature passed her hands over her eyes an instant, tucked in a stray lock of hair that had become disarranged, and after a look around the garden made those present a gracious bow and said, in a sweet but even toned voice:
Others had flat noses, protruding eyes, and ears that were shaped like those of an elephant.
The group of these queer creatures which was discovered clustered near the stairs at first remained staring and motionless, glaring with evil eyes at the intruders who had so suddenly appeared in their land.
Tears were in his eyes; but he tried to look brave.
At that moment Count Rostopchin with his protruding chin and alert eyes, wearing the uniform of a general with sash over his shoulder, entered the room, stepping briskly to the front of the crowd of gentry.
As became known later, he had scarcely begun to address the merchants before tears gushed from his eyes and he concluded in a trembling voice.
Tears filled the thin man's eyes, and the fat otkupshchik sobbed outright like a child and kept repeating:
Bennigsen, the Tsarevich, and a swarm of adjutants general remained with the army to keep the commander-in-chief under observation and arouse his energy, and Barclay, feeling less free than ever under the observation of all these "eyes of the Emperor," became still more cautious of undertaking any decisive action and avoided giving battle.
On moving to the drawing room he handed the letter to Princess Mary and, spreading out before him the plan of the new building and fixing his eyes upon it, told her to read the letter aloud.
I?... said the prince as if unpleasantly awakened, and not taking his eyes from the plan of the building.
When Michael Ivanovich returned to the study with the letter, the old prince, with spectacles on and a shade over his eyes, was sitting at his open bureau with screened candles, holding a paper in his outstretched hand, and in a somewhat dramatic attitude was reading his manuscript-- his "Remarks" as he termed it--which was to be transmitted to the Emperor after his death.
He sat down, sank into thought, closed his eyes, and dozed off.
He opened his eyes as they were closing.
Some of this dust was kneaded by the feet and wheels, while the rest rose and hung like a cloud over the troops, settling in eyes, ears, hair, and nostrils, and worst of all in the lungs of the men and beasts as they moved along that road.
But when Napoleon asked him whether the Russians thought they would beat Bonaparte or not, Lavrushka screwed up his eyes and considered.