When he was gone, she walked over to the window and looked down at the river.

He said nothing, looked out at the river below them.

Today I came to have a look at the river first.

I turned away from her and looked back out at the river.

It took some time for the group at the river to sort itself out.

Then she heard water, and knew they were back at the river.

She took one more look out the door at the river.

The longer he looked at the river, the further away it seemed.

They would most likely attack the group at the river.

"Sometimes I used to spend hours looking at the river from above."