She wrote down the words and looked at the paper.

My mother moved to the table and sat down, looking at the paper.

I sat back and looked at the paper before me.

But not all at the paper had the same view.

And I do want to be at the paper by eight.

The president looked at the paper and was still for a long moment.

She went over to look at the paper coming out.

He looked down at the paper again, set a hand over his eyes.

I quickly put out the fire, and looked at the paper.

Right, can I have a look at your paper then?