He looked all right in court, but you never can tell.

She looks right through people as if they're not in front of her.

You could tell by looking at the guys right before a game.

She looked right through him, same as most people did.

No more than four feet away, he turned and looked right at her.

She looked left and right, but no one was in view.

Those eyes of his, the way they could look right through you.

He looked right through me as if we'd never met.

One of them turned his head and looked right at him, but seemed to see nothing.

"She looked all right when I saw her a few hours ago."

"It doesn't look right to have that boy in your house all hours of the night!"

I pushed ahead, eyes level, looking neither right nor left.

He looked left and right but there was nobody close to him.

But he walked firmly, looking neither right nor left, until they brought him to the wall.

Eyes straight ahead, looking neither right nor left, they passed him in a flash.

He picked up the pace, trying not to look either right or left until they had passed out of the village.

What interests him is getting the shot the way he wants it, to look right and to tell the story.

He held his breath and looked neither right nor left.

He looked neither right nor left so as not to seem in any way suspicious.

He looked left and right but not up, started toward the base of the cliffs.