I pulled myself together, and looked up at my father.

"Then do so while I take a look at your father."

I've looked at your father but the last thing I want to see is.

I went to look at my father many times that day, but could see no change in him.

Then, with a little help, she looked up at her father.

Without looking at his father, he turned and went into the hotel.

But he stayed a moment longer, looking at his father.

He pulled himself together with an effort and looked at his father.

I looked a question at my father, and he laughed.

Someone might want me dead, if only to get at my father.