The blue veins showed at his temples; his face had become thinner and paler, his eyes had a look of pain.

The former expression of patience, which had sat so well on him, was gone.
"George, I can't account for my fancies or feelings, else, perhaps, I'd be easier in mind," answered Dave.

His face, too, showed the ravages of grief.

"I've had queer thoughts lately, and dreams such as I never had before.

Perhaps it's this trouble which has made me so nervous.