Then forced himself to look back at the girl on the bed.

I looked at the girl for a moment, turning something over in my mind.

I looked at the girl on the other side of the table.

He stood up slowly, and looked at the other girl.

He turned and looked at the girl, a hundred feet away.

He looked at the girl and the big man in turn.

She didn't have to look at the dead girl again.

He went over to the door, then turned and stood looking at the girl on the bed.

He had not even looked at the girl in question.

He couldn't turn his head to look at the girl behind him.