She glanced up at his face, but it gave no clue of his mood.
When she glanced up at him, even his smile was reassuring.
She glanced at Carmen.
After she left the room, Carmen glanced down at her dress and then at Alex.
Carmen glanced at Alex again.
Finally he glanced up and met her questioning gaze.
He glanced at her and then at Dulce.
Señor Medena glanced at Carmen and then back at Alex.
Alex glanced at Carmen, his eyes twinkling.
He glanced up and smiled.
He glanced at her in the mirror and continued shaving.
Carmen glanced up at Alex.
Carmen glanced up at her.
He glanced at Alex.
Señor Medena glanced at Jonathan and then smiled.
Katie glanced up from the potato in her hand.
I could not keep pace with all these literary folk as they glanced from subject to subject and entered into deep dispute, or made conversation sparkle with epigrams and happy witticisms.
From time to time she smoothed the folds of her dress, and whenever the story produced an effect she glanced at Anna Pavlovna, at once adopted just the expression she saw on the maid of honor's face, and again relapsed into her radiant smile.
Natasha, raising her face for a moment from her mother's mantilla, glanced up at her through tears of laughter, and again hid her face.
In the midst of his talk he glanced round at her.
Then she shook her head and glanced up at the icons with a sigh.
His eyes too seemed strange; at one moment they looked impudently sly and at the next glanced round in alarm.
The maid with the decanter in her haste had not closed the door (everything in the house was done in haste at that time), and Pierre and Anna Mikhaylovna in passing instinctively glanced into the room, where Prince Vasili and the eldest princess were sitting close together talking.
Pierre hesitated, not knowing what to do, and glanced inquiringly at his guide.
Having read thus far, Princess Mary sighed and glanced into the mirror which stood on her right.
The princess glanced at her watch and, seeing that she was five minutes late in starting her practice on the clavichord, went into the sitting room with a look of alarm.
"Well, young man?" he said with a sigh, and from under his lifted brows he glanced into Rostov's eyes.
Having glanced through the dispatch he laid it on the table and looked at Prince Andrew, evidently considering something.
The officer glanced at him, and without replying turned again to the soldier.
He glanced at Prince Andrew and did not even nod to him.
Prince Andrew glanced at Kutuzov's face only a foot distant from him and involuntarily noticed the carefully washed seams of the scar near his temple, where an Ismail bullet had pierced his skull, and the empty eye socket.
Prince Andrew smiled involuntarily as he looked at the artillery officer Tushin, who silent and smiling, shifting from one stockinged foot to the other, glanced inquiringly with his large, intelligent, kindly eyes from Prince Andrew to the staff officer.
The countess glanced at her silent son.