When he just stared at her with those white eyes, she went cold.
She rolled over and looked up into its white eyes.
She hung between them, eyes wide and white in her dark face.
Richard faced the old woman, looking into her white eyes.
They are different from us: little yellow people with white eyes.
I can remember her huge white eyes looking at me.
Now his success depended on how he looked through white eyes.
He could see their eyes, white against the black trees.
The single white eye seemed to gaze into him at the word.
The wizard looked down at the table, away from her white eyes.