Which two excerpts use the third-person limited point of view?

with a flourish and a bang, the music stops. the couples exchange artificial, effortless smiles, facetiously repeat "lade-da-da dum-dum," and then the clatter of young feminine voices soars over the burst of clapping. ( f. scott fitzgerald, “bernice bobs her hair")

it certainly was cold, he concluded, as he rubbed his numb nose and cheek-bones with his mittened hand. he was a warm-whiskered man, but the hair on his face did not protect the high cheek-bones and the eager nose that thrust itself aggressively into the frosty air. at the man's heels trotted a dog, a big native husky, the proper wolf-dog, gray-coated and without any visible or temperamental difference from its brother, the wild wolf. (jack london, “to build a fire”)

at a little, after seven judy jones came down-stairs. she wore a blue silk afternoon dress, and he was disappointed at first that she had not put on something more elaborate. this feeling was accentuated when, after a brief greeting, she went to the door of a butler's pantry and pushing it open called: "you can serve dinner, martha." he had rather expected that a butler would announce dinner, that there would be a cocktail. (f. scott fitzgerald, "winter dreams")

phyllis did up her bootlace and went on in silence, but her shoulders shook, and presently a fat tear fell off her nose and splashed on the metal of the railway line. bobbie saw it. "why, what's the matter, darling? " she said, stopping short and putting her arm around the heaving shoulders. "he called me un-un-ungentlemanly," sobbed phyllis. "i didn't call him unladylike, not even when he tied my clorinda to the firewood bundle and burned her at the stake for a martyr." peter had indeed perpetrated this outrage a year or two before. (e. nesbit, the railway children)

an hour later, while marjorie was in the library absorbed in composing one of those non-committal, marvelously elusive letters that only a young girl can write, bernice reappeared, very red-eyed and consciously calm. (f. scott fitzgerald, “bernice bobs her hair")