Then his face moved, and he reached out for it.

The ghost turned again, and his face moved, almost as though he were trying to say something.

The young woman kept her face hidden, didn't move or speak.

His lined face moved up and down in the moonlight.

The face moved, as if he were regarding us all.

The face moved away, so that his hat and great beard came into view.

He struggled to sit up and the face of that figure above him moved.

That he's the reason your face doesn't move any more?

The face did not move, but its eyes followed her closely.

When her face moved it got large before my eyes.