looking

“Yes,” answered the child, looking up and drying her tears.

Come now, do smile, instead of looking at me so solemnly.

“What, no wine?” said Dantès, turning pale, and looking alternately at the hollow cheeks of the old man and the empty cupboards.

But it seems you have come back rich, my boy,” continued the tailor, looking askance at the handful of gold and silver which Dantès had thrown on the table.