Mose's cheeks were hollow, his features sharper than ever, and his face was almost pale.

From underneath his straight, black, matted hair his eyes glittered feverishly, and their expression of uncomprehending anguish was pitiful to see.

He seemed like a dumb animal that has come into contact with death for the first time and asks the reason.
Terry took his eyes from Mose's face and looked down at the table with a set jaw.

I do not think that he was deriving as much pleasure from the sight as he had expected.

We all of us experienced a feeling of relief when the doctor appeared at the door.