In a little grassy bay between tall clumps of Mediterranean heather, two children, a little boy of about seven and a little girl who might have been a year older, were playing, very gravely and with all the focussed attention of scientists intent on a labour of discovery, a rudimentary sexual game.
Their attention was now focused on the black cash-box, which the young man had placed on the table, and was now in process of unlocking.
He looked up, startled, from his digging, from his thoughts; looked up in a dazzled bewilderment, his mind still wandering in that other world of truer-than-truth, still focused on the immensities of death and deity; looked up and saw, close above him, the swarm of hovering machines.
"Does the fool think I’m too squeamish to see the word written out at full length?") "Partly on his interest being focussed on what he calls ’the soul,’ which he persists in regarding as an entity independent of the physical environment, whereas, as I tried to point out to him …" The Controller skipped the next sentences and was just about to turn the page in search of something more interestingly concrete, when his eye was caught by a series of quite extraordinary phrases.
a state where something has come into view or can be seen clearly
(Typically this is said of the appearance of an image or picture, but it can also be said of an issue or something else that get's attention; or of an understanding that become clear.)