She saw in them the old remoteness that had always baffled her—and a look of self-hatred.
Sensing something they could not understand, baffled and annoyed by it, the twins struggled along for a while, and then rose reluctantly, looking at their watches.
When she thought of the baby at all, it was with baffled rage at the untimeliness of it.
There was no barrier between his eyes and hers now, no baffling remoteness.
He looked like a man secretly gnawed by a scarcely endurable pain and there was a grim tight look about his mouth that baffled and hurt her.
Surely he must know, now! But the smooth dark blankness which had baffled her so often was all that her frantic, searching eyes could find.
She looked at him with baffled longing and saw, as if for the first time, how the crescents of his lashes were the thick rich gold of ripe wheat, how proudly his head sat upon his bared neck and how the look of race and dignity persisted in his slim erect body, even through its grotesque rags.