The Duke watched her go with a possessive and pleased expression on his face.

Duke and Earl watched the door suspiciously, but it didn't do anything.

He'd slept a little easier every day knowing Duke was watching his back.

Last week my husband, Duke, and I watched a documentary about the lynx.

The Duke watched her body crumple lifelessly to the floor.

Duke watched it leave with disbelief, then slowly relaxed as his sense of smell returned to normal.

Despite the medical orders, the stubborn Duke watched the night nurse go into a room across the corridor to tend another patient.

The Duke watched the angry, uncertain expression with an enigmatic smile.

The children watched, distressed, until they saw how the Duke watched, too, with something in his face that had not been there before.

Both the captains were nodding slowly; the Duke watched her closely.