1 Momentarily he caught O'Brien's eye.
2 Winston regarded him out of the corner of his eye.
3 The instant she caught his eye she looked away again.
4 His eye fell on the fragments of the glass paperweight.
5 Behind his back he could feel everyone eyeing his blue overalls.
6 A Party member lives from birth to death under the eye of the Thought Police.
7 Now and again he glanced up at a vast face which eyed him from the opposite wall.
8 Most of the people paid no attention to Winston; a few eyed him with a sort of guarded curiosity.
9 He remembered the sort of terrified fascination with which he had watched them out of the corner of his eye.
10 His pale-grey eyes flitted timorously from face to face and turned quickly away again when he caught anyone's eye.
11 As Winston wandered towards the table his eye was caught by a round, smooth thing that gleamed softly in the lamplight, and he picked it up.
12 There was a sort of calculating ferocity in the boy's eye, a quite evident desire to hit or kick Winston and a consciousness of being very nearly big enough to do so.
13 But there was still that memory moving round the edges of his consciousness, something strongly felt but not reducible to definite shape, like an object seen out of the corner of one's eye.
14 Slowly, in mild afternoon sunshine, he walked up a dingy street in the direction of Mr. Charrington's shop, keeping one eye open for the patrols, but irrationally convinced that this afternoon there was no danger of anyone interfering with him.