"There has to be a way-but short of abducting him, I-" A mischievous smile lit up her dust-streaked face as she swung around so quickly that Emily pressed back into her chair.

Philip Jordan, his dust-streaked face more and more lizardlike in the heat, carefully scanned the verges of the river, taking his spear and running on ahead whenever the others rested.

Morgan's eyes were white against his dust-streaked face.

Wulfgar, though, dove belly-down onto the stone and dunked his sweat- and dust-streaked face eagerly into the cold water.

A hint of wind fluttered enticingly across Brin's dust-streaked face and faded away.

"Not yet," she said, an anticipating smile widening across her dust-streaked face.

She splashed water on her dust-streaked face and let it run off.

It was Alain who turned toward him first, his dazed eyes seeming to float in his dust-streaked face.

Bill Lands was looking at me, mild blue eyes in a dust-streaked face summing me up.