She would not have been shocked if her sister had turned around and left, never to look back.

Still the younger sister looked into her eyes, and turned not - even towards him.

My sister turned to glare at me, even as he pulled her back.

The other two sisters had turned round to look at the intruder.

All I understood was that my sister had turned into an alien.

Maia's sister had her face turned away from the light.

The younger sister turned to the two young men.

The sisters, more confused than ever, turned around and stared at her.

My sister had already turned toward the door when I stopped.

In the 1870s, the sisters actively turned their attention to promoting education.