The boy in the river glanced at the old man quickly and raised his fist.

The young boy glanced around quickly as though he might have been overheard.

The boy glanced at him, then turned back to the window.

The boy was glancing back and forth between them, finally nodding.

The boy gave me a resentful look and then glanced away.

When they reached the summit, the boys glanced in every direction.

The boy glanced around and then shyly walked toward them.

The boy glanced back over his shoulder at where the Gate might be; they were sitting not far from it.

Every so often the boy glanced into the crowd, just to make sure they were watching.

The boys glanced at each other, uncertain what to do.