Bibbs had more color than any of these, and there was a strange brightness, like a light, upon his face.

It was curious to see anything so happy in the tense gloom of that household.
Edith ate little, but gazed nearly all the time at her plate.

She never once looked at Sibyl, though Sibyl now and then gave her a quick glance, heavily charged, and then looked away.

Roscoe ate nothing, and, like Edith, kept his eyes upon his plate and made believe to occupy himself with the viands thereon, loading his fork frequently, but not lifting it to his mouth.

He did not once look at his father, though his father gazed heavily at him most of the time.