Suddenly his eyes narrowed and he peered off in the distance.

He kept peering off at nothing in another direction.

I jumped up right quick at that, and peered off in the direction he was looking.

George peered off in that direction, trying to figure out what sort of a commotion it was.

He moved to the window and put his face close to the glass, peering off to the right.

After a time, still holding her limp hand, I stood up and peered off beyond the wall.

She peered off into the south and east, following the gash with her eyes.

He peered off down the street, the way the tracks went.

For a moment he was lost, peering off into the distance.

She peered off into the woods for another moment, then slowly sat down.