Scared sick looking at it.

The little man sat looking at Manuel.

“Well here’s looking at you A. J.,” said Charley Wyman.

Uncle George was standing against the wall, looking at his arm.

He was looking away so as not to see what his father was doing.

Then Marjorie rowed the boat out over the channel-bank, holding the line in her teeth, and looking toward Nick, who stood on the shore holding the rod and letting the line run out from the reel.