Lily and I drew slowly apart and looked at him.

Lily looked at the faces above the dazzling white shirt fronts.

Lily looked so much better that Lucas wished she'd waited outside.

"Lily, how nice to see you again," he said, then looked at Rosaleen, who was hanging back by the car.

Lily looked at him with an expression of hope.

Lily looked at him swiftly, her lips trembled a little.

So Lily looked about and told him and then she come down to me.

Lily looked with deep foreboding at the closed inner door.

Lily looked as if she might say something, but obviously decided not to.

Lily didn't look in the least offended by his question.