And his face was a neutral tint.

Neither face nor voice expressed anything.

Only a keen reader of character might have asked whether all there was in that eye could live contented with this cool, austere, self-contained life; whether there would not be somewhere a volcanic eruption.

But if there was any sea of molten lava beneath, the world did not discover it.
Wild boys were sick of having Small held up to them as the most immaculate of men[18].
Ralph had failed to get two schools for which he had applied, and had attributed both failures to certain shrugs of Dr.Small.And now, when he found Small at the house of Granny Sanders, the center of intelligence as well as of ignorance for the neighborhood, he trembled.
Not that Small would say anything.

He never said anything.