"He is a good son to me," said Mrs. Rushton, with a glance of affection.
She did not glance at him, but held her cigarette in silence and refused to light it.
Then she fluttered a glance at him in which there was a gleam of mockery.
Someone, as he crossed the room, whirled to follow him with a glance.
At him, when I could glance at him, with disgust little short of affrightment.