Then he sat straddling his little stool and looked at me mildly.

Boy, nearby, raised his head and looked mildly at her stony profile.

In the soft shade of his parasol, he looked mildly at me.

My father looked at me mildly, amusement in his eyes.

Turning around, I looked at the Kid mildly and held out my hand.

He turned and looked mildly at me, graying eyebrows raised above his gray eyes.

I looked mildly at him, over the rim of a teacup.

She'd lifted her head, looking about herself mildly, not frightened, sensing something only because of what she was.

She turned her head and looked mildly at him.