The man then went on his way, and left the boy looking after him.

The boy turned back and looked her in the face again.

The boy, too, looked anything other than the role he had been playing.

The boy looked like he was ready to run some more.

And the boy didn't look as if he could stand to lose any blood.

The boy considered for a moment and then looked her in the eye.

The boy pulled away and looked her full in the eyes.

A boy of about four looked like he would not make it.

The boy looked as if he had some trouble in his life right now.

For the first time the white boy looked into the face of the African.