Then I saw him turn a sickly leaden hue.

He stared at the officer a moment and then at Giuliana.

But I do not think that he saw either of them.

His look was the blank look of one whose thoughts are very distant.
He thrust his hands behind him, and with head forward, in that curious attitude so reminiscent of a bird of prey, he stepped slowly back to his place at the table-head.

Slowly his cheeks resumed their normal tint.
"Very well, sir," he said, addressing the officer.