1 Clifford made big eyes: it was all stuff to him.
2 His eyes came to hers in an instant, as if wakened up.
3 He looked at her steadily, with his full, pale-blue eyes.
4 His eyes narrowed a little, with irony, perhaps with impudence.
5 the old style, with a red face and red moustache and distant eyes.
6 Connie wondered what else they had: certainly neither eyes nor minds.
7 Then he looked up at her with that awful appeal in his full, glowing eyes.
8 And yet he knew that this too, in the eyes of the vast seething world, was ridiculous.
9 He turned his full, hazel, slightly prominent eyes on her in a look of pure detachment.
10 And she saw in his blue, impersonal eyes a look of suffering and detachment, yet a certain warmth.
11 She had big, wondering eyes, and a soft mild voice, and seemed just to have come from her native village.
12 It was obvious in the anxious brightness of his eyes, how proud he was, after the great shock, of being alive.
13 He stared straight into Connie's eyes, with a perfect, fearless, impersonal look, as if he wanted to see what she was like.
14 He turned his slow, rather full eyes, that had been drowned in such fathomless disillusion, on Connie, and she trembled a little.
15 But his very quiet, hesitating voice, and his eyes, at the same time bold and frightened, assured and uncertain, revealed his nature.
16 A little smile, mocking or teasing her, yet gentle, came into his eyes for a moment, then faded away, and his face was expressionless.
17 He remained strange and bright and cheerful, almost, one might say, chirpy, with his ruddy, healthy-looking face, and his pale-blue, challenging bright eyes.
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