Francis Crawford's face in this fleeting moment of privacy was filled with ungovernable feeling: of shock and of pain and of a desire beyond bearing: the desire of the hart which longs for the waterbrook, and does not know, until it sees the pool under the trees, for what it has thirsted.
Francis Crawford's face showed intense emotions during a rare private moment. He was overwhelmed by a mix of shock, pain, and an almost impossible desire. This complex feelings reflect a deep internal struggle he couldn't contain, revealing the vulnerability beneath his composed exterior.
Francis Crawford's face in this fleeting moment of privacy was filled with ungovernable feeling: of shock and of pain and of a desire beyond bearing: the desire of the hart which longs for the waterbrook, and does not know, until it sees the pool under the trees, for what it has thirsted.
