He was white as chalk, the candle he held in his shaking hand was sputtering onto the carpet, and his eyes, petrified with terror, or some such kindred emotion, stared fixedly over my head at a point on the further wall. 
He stared over my head in a state of shock.
He was relaxed and chatty.
two people are outdoors
He moved to look at me and took out his tobacco.
A man eating.
The sun-dial takes the shape of a dome and is accurate to half a second.
The first section of the Royal Mile is wide and smooth.
This is the finest Crusader church around with its sturdy 12th century structure.