a little boy , yes , an ugly little boy , a strange little boy , a human boy-a dirty little frightened child with bandy legs and a peculiarly shaped head and a miserable excuse for a chin and an infected cut on his thigh and a curious red birthmark on his cheek that looked like a jagged bolt of lightning-yes , yes , he was n't at all like any child she had ever seen , but nevertheless she would try to think of him as a human being , this poor lost frightened child who had been snatched out of time .