"It is done!" she said to the count, pointing triumphantly to the countess, who sat holding in one hand the snuffbox with its portrait and in the other the letter, and pressing them alternately to her lips.
Katie asked, pointing in the same direction.
Pointing it down, he shoved it into the boot.
Pointing his fork at her plate, he spoke sternly.
George gave a long, noisy sigh and turned, pointing out a window.