Alan watched the brother and sister stare at one another.

Thus engaged, the two brothers stared into each other's eyes.

The two brothers stared at me as though I had taken leave of my senses.

Frank turned to face the direction in which his brother was staring.

The brothers stared at the wall, thinking, like there was a decision to be made.

Soon my brothers came back into the living room and stared at me.

Mathilde's little brother was staring at her with open eyes.

For a moment the two brothers stared at each other, faces inches apart.

Then I realized that both brother and sister were staring at me.

His mother and brother, sitting beside him, stared straight ahead.