The chief medical officer took a long look at his colleague.

She now looks down at her former colleagues and considers them as part of the lower class.

He looked at his wounded colleague and did the job himself.

"I'm angry at my colleagues who I asked to help me."

As the door closed behind them the doctor grinned at his colleague.

Then he turned and looked triumphantly at his 2 colleagues.

The speaker looked around at his colleagues, as if for confirmation.

For one brief moment she gazed at her former colleague.

He waved at his colleague, and together they accompanied the others to the doctor's office.

The old man glanced sideways at his colleagues, then spoke again.