Phrases with "leaned"

Rudyard Kipling She leaned against one of their new gates and looked over their lands for some other stay. Actions and Reactions by Rudyard Kipling [1909]

Then, her face faintly flushing, she whispered: “Anthony.” Her father, a red spot on each cheek, leaned his head back wearily in the corner of the cab. Chance by Joseph Conrad [1913]

E. Phillips Oppenheim He leaned forward in his chair. Harvey Garrard's Crime by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1926]

Henry Handel Richardson He leaned up against the wall of a house, and wiped the perspiration from his forehead. Maurice Guest by Henry Handel Richardson

Edith Wharton Medford leaned on his pillow and considered. Certain People by Edith Wharton [1930]

Willa Cather After an hour or so of this work, Dan leaned on his shovel. One of Ours by Willa Cather [1922]

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu Mr. Longcluse leaned still with folded arms, and his shoulder to the wall. Checkmate by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu [1871]

Zona Gale They leaned on the broad wall, cut by mock bastions and faced the glory of the sunny, trembling sea, starred with the dipping wings of gulls. Romance Island by Zona Gale [1906]

Edith Wharton He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, but not in sleep. Certain People by Edith Wharton [1930]

Frank leaned forward in his chair, his voice low, his face solemn. Sandstone Torr by Ellen Wood [1874]

He leaned indolently against the trunk of the large oak, and replied in his sweet and musical voice, “Alas, my dear De Guiche, it is a great misfortune. Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas [1848-1850]

She leaned her temple on her hand, and her rich light hair half covered her fingers, and her amazing interview with Dorcas was again present with her, and the same feeling of bewilderment. Wylder’s Hand by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Jacques Futrelle She leaned forward suddenly with her head on her arms and wept. The Chase of the Golden Plate by Jacques Futrelle [1906]

George Gissing Vincent leaned forward on a chair which stood between them. Isabel Clarendon by George Gissing [1886]

Jack London I leaned against the wall and cried. The Star Rover by Jack London [1915]

Henry James She had seated herself, though he remained standing; and she leaned back in a low, deep chair, looking up at him, with her arms folded. Georgina’s reasons by Henry James [1884]

She sighed and leaned her cheek against a pillow which was made of rest; and presently she was wandering in a great peace in a wide meadow beside a little stream whispering among its forget-me-nots. Notwithstanding by Mary Cholmondeley [1913]

George Meredith He leaned against a corner of the window, and spoke without directly looking at Mrs. Chump; so that she was some time in getting to understand the preliminary, “Madam, you must leave this house. Sandra Belloni by George Meredith [1887]

Willa Cather He leaned back in his chair, forgot his food, and, looking at her intently, began to tell his story, the theme of which he somehow felt was dangerous tonight. Youth and the Bright Medusa by Willa Cather [1920]

Robert Audley leaned against one of the moss-grown posts and looked down at my lady’s face, very pale in the chill winter twilight. Lady Audley’s Secret by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1862]

Languidly interested, he leaned for a nearer scrutiny and a view of the florid headlines of the column next to the picture. Cabbages and Kings by O. Henry [1904]

Guy de Maupassan She listened, as he leaned against her, to the struggle in his breast. Strong as Death by Guy de Maupassan

She leaned over to kiss her mother. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

D. H. Lawrence It was quite dark, save for the waxing moon which leaned over the east. The White Peacock by D. H. Lawrence

Edith Wharton He lit a cigar and leaned back in his seat, letting his eyes take their fill of indolent pleasure. The Reef by Edith Wharton [1912]

Charles Dickens Why, here’s three Js, and three Os, and three J–O, Joes in it, Pip!” I leaned over Joe, and, with the aid of my forefinger read him the whole letter. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens [1860]

Jan Neruda She leaned upon her lover when she walked and very often sat down to rest, while a frequent dry little cough interrupted her whispers. Vampire by Jan Neruda

The instant they were alone he laid down his grapefruit spoon, leaned back and thrust his hands in his pockets. Citadel of Fear by Francis Stevens

Monsieur Maurice ate slowly, and there were long intervals between the courses, during which he leaned his elbow on the table and his chin on his hand, looking across towards the window and the storm. Monsieur Maurice by Amelia B. Edwards [1873]

D. H. Lawrence And the girl, holding the leash, posed and leaned backwards in the attitude of heroines on novel-covers. The Captain’s Doll by D. H. Lawrence

Algernon Blackwood Then all expression vanished again; he leaned forward, lowering his voice. Sand by Algernon Blackwood [1912]

Arthur Conan Doyle He leaned back in his seat, lost in gloomy speculation. The Return of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle [1904]

E. Phillips Oppenheim She leaned over and wiped her face against the brown homespun of his clothes. The Glenlitten Murder by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1929]

I could not believe that she had been so killed and, led away by my doubts, I leaned over her and — You shall believe me, you must,” I insisted, as I perceived his hard gaze remain unsoftened. The House of the Whispering Pines by Anna Katharine Green

The poor woman was standing where we had left her; but her whole figure showed languor, and she more than leaned against the bedpost behind her. That Affair Next Door by Anna Katharine Green

She seized her clothes and dressed in haste, then, returning to the bed, leaned over D’Albert, who was still sleeping, and kissed both his eyes on their long silky lashes. Mademoiselle de Maupin by Théophile Gautier [1835]

Then Lapham leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his hand hard and slowly over his face. The Rise of Silas Lapham by William Dean Howells

Sinclair Lewis He would be calm like myself, if he would only take up Higher Thought.” Bessie leaned forward excitedly. Let’s Play King by Sinclair Lewis

Henry James She gazed straight before her; he, with a hand on each knee, leaned forward, looking deeply into her face. Portrait of a Lady by Henry James [1881]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Grace leaned with her finger upon the bell. The Amazing Partnership by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1914]

Wilkie Collins She leaned against the wall after she had possessed herself of the book. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Matthew leaned back in his chair. The Passionate Quest by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1924]

Willa Cather He leaned over and whispered something to her. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

In a large garden near us, a jet rose from a well, and a pale statue leaned over the play of waters. Villette by Charlotte Brontë [1853]

Arnold Bennett And he leaned forward and picked up the poker, not as a menace, but because he too was nervous. Clayhanger by Arnold Bennett [1910]

Marjorie Bowen Della Scala leaned against the wall; the very sunlight seemed black, the very sky hopeless. The Viper of Milan by Marjorie Bowen [1906]

Elizabeth Gaskell Theresa leaned back in her chair, still sobbing heavily from time to time, until at last she dropped into a kind of doze. Crowley Castle by Elizabeth Gaskell [1864]

George Meredith I leaned indolently across the rails of the promenade while she bent and chattered in his ear, and her attendant cousin and cavalier chewed vexation in the form of a young mustachio’s curl. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

Arthur Conan Doyle Then I sat down upon my chair and leaned my head upon my hands, while my mind was torn by conflicting emotions. The Fate of the Evangeline by Arthur Conan Doyle

D. H. Lawrence Up Pentrich Hill Clara leaned against him as he went. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

E. Phillips Oppenheim He leaned round the corner and looked to see from whom the sound came. The Long Arm of Mannister by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1909]

Edith Wharton She took one with an unsteady hand, and putting it to her lips, leaned forward to draw her light from his. The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton [1905]

Edith Wharton To conceal his embarrassment he leaned back in his chair, looked about the table with complacency, and said “I don’t mind if I do” to the servant who approached to re-fill his champagne glass. The Custom of the Country by Edith Wharton [1913]

Ford Madox Ford Catching the light from the brazier as the head leaned over, the lips of one of the two men on the floor were incredibly red and full and went on talking and talking . No More Parades by Ford Madox Ford [1925]

T. E. Lawrence Victory in general habit leaned to the clear-sighted, though fortune and superior intelligence could make a sad muddle of nature’s ‘inexorable’ law. Seven Pillars of Wisdom by T. E. Lawrence [1926]

George Meredith Renee leaned back, meditating; he forward, the book on his knee: Roland left them to themselves, and spied for the Bianchina behind the window-bars. Beauchamp's Career by George Meredith [1875]

Jack London Whereupon he leaned his head on his hands and wept. The Sea-Wolf by Jack London [1904]

Henry Kingsley When he saw Mary pop out of the little side walk right upon him, he leaned back against the gate and burst out laughing. The Recollections of Geoffrey Hamlyn by Henry Kingsley [1859]

Steele Rudd And could ever we do that pottering about on the place?” Dad leaned over further and pressed Dave’s knee with his hand. On Our Selection by Steele Rudd

Marjorie Bowen Giannotto closed his eyes and leaned back. The Viper of Milan by Marjorie Bowen [1906]

Elfrida leaned forward a little in her favorite attitude, clasping her knee. A Daughter of To-Day by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1894]

George Gissing He leaned forward with his arms upon the table, and gazed at Godwin with eyes of peculiar brightness. Born in Exile by George Gissing [1891]

Sinclair Lewis She was equally irritated, when the motor returned through Gopher Prairie, to find that she was proud of sharing in Bresnahan’s kudos as people waved, and Juanita Haydock leaned from a window. Main Street by Sinclair Lewis

E. Phillips Oppenheim She crossed the room with the stick in her hand, leaned down, lifted the girl in her arms and laid her once more upon the couch—a fluttering medley of silk-clad legs and billowy lingerie. The Strange Boarders of Palace Crescent by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1934]

Guy de Maupassan Mademoiselle Yveline, who had just been dancing, leaned against this door to get a little air. Mother and Daughter by Guy de Maupassan

Rafael Sabatini He leaned forward now, looking deep into the eyes of Sakr-el-Bahr. “Since for thyself thou dost not want her, why dost thou thwart me?” he asked, and his voice trembled with suppressed passion. The Sea Hawk by Rafael Sabatini

E. Phillips Oppenheim He leaned over, removed the paper weight, lifted the photograph and looked at it. The Man Without Nerves by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1934]

Maxwell leaned one elbow on her desk. The Four Million by O. Henry [1906]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Gawd, is there anything left in that flask?” He leaned down but failed to reach it. The Lion and the Lamb by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1930]

George Gissing He leaned forward, his hand upon his wrist. Veranilda by George Gissing [1903]

Wilkie Collins Sarah leaned her arms heavily on the back of a garden-seat, and turned her face toward the church. The Dead Secret by Wilkie Collins [1857]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Presently Haslam leaned a little towards Félice. The Glenlitten Murder by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1929]

Henry James She had sat motionless in a deep chair by the drawing-room fire; she had leaned back her head, she had closed her eyes, she had seemed softly to sleep. The Way it Came by Henry James [1896]

These little matters completed, Sir Wynston stirred his fire, leaned back in his easy chair, and smiled blandly over the sunny prospect of his imaginary triumphs. The Evil Guest by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Henry James Sitting a little sideways he leaned back against the opposite arm with his hands raised and interlocked behind his head. The Lesson of the Master by Henry James [1888]

On the second flight of stairs, whether from fatigue or emotion, the breathing of the visitor began to fail him, and he leaned against the wall. Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas [1848-1850]

Henry Handel Richardson Maurice leaned across the table. Maurice Guest by Henry Handel Richardson

Lord Ilbury leaned with his elbow on the carriage window, looking in, and he said to me — “I really don’t know what we shall do, Miss Ruthyn; we shall all feel so lonely. Uncle Silas by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Edith Wharton Wheater leaned his elbows on his knees and gazed at the picture presented. The Children by Edith Wharton [1928]

Edith Wharton Harney leaned in the window, a frown on his face: he was twirling between his fingers a small package that dangled from a loop of string. Summer by Edith Wharton [1917]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Cammerley leaned a little towards Grace as she passed out. The Amazing Partnership by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1914]

Putting out the candle, I leaned from my window and looked down on the desolate garden. Rose Lodge by Ellen Wood [1876]

E. Phillips Oppenheim He leaned forward, grasping the sides of his chair with nervous, quivering fingers, and looked hurriedly into her face. To Win the Love He Sought by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1895]

Arnold Bennett She leaned back in the carriage negligently, affecting an absolute calm. Hilda Lessways by Arnold Bennett [1911]

Abraham Merri The Witch-woman leaned forward, frowning. Dwellers in the Mirage by Abraham Merri

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu Sir Richard leaned back in the cab as he drove into town. Checkmate by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu [1871]

Edith Wharton Odo had not seen his face; but though his dress was tattered, and he leaned on a beggar’s staff, something about his broad rolling back recalled the well-filled outline of Cantapresto’s cassock. The Valley of Decision by Edith Wharton [1902]

Rafael Sabatini Then he leaned against it, facing his brother again. The Sea Hawk by Rafael Sabatini

Rudyard Kipling They leaned forward breathlessly to watch the splendid acting. Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling [1910]

Blake leaned forward and stared keenly at the place Rhodes indicated. Citadel of Fear by Francis Stevens

Gethryn leaned heavily on the table, one hand shading his eyes. In the Quarter by Robert W. Chambers

E. Phillips Oppenheim Later on, in the far distance, she could dimly see the figure of the preacher in white, and hear his sonorous voice as he leaned from the pulpit. The Passionate Quest by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1924]

O, for a scissors to cut his comb withal!” So speaking she leaned forward all she might, to watch him. The Worm Ouroboros by E. R. Eddison [1922]

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu She did not sing or play, but Vivian Darnley thought that her conversation with Longcluse, as, with one knee on his chair, he leaned over the back of it and talked, seemed more interesting than usual. Checkmate by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu [1871]

Edith Wharton Oh, Susy darling, don’t say no, but let me telephone at once for a place in the train to morrow night!” Susy leaned back, letting the ash lengthen on her cigarette. The Glimpses of the Moon by Edith Wharton [1922]

He adjusted quickly a broad band of sail canvas under his armpits, and throwing his chest against it, leaned out far over the water. End of the Tether by Joseph Conrad [1902]

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Robert McIntyre brooded languidly over the problem as he leaned against the gate, puffing his blue clouds of bird’s-eye into the crisp, still air. The Doings of Raffles Haw by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle [1891]

Willa Cather I even, if you can keep a secret,” — Carl leaned forward and touched her arm, smiling, — “I even think I liked the old country better. O Pioneers! by Willa Cather [1913]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Feldemay leaned over his shoulder. The Amazing Partnership by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1914]

Gustave Flauber He leaned upon his other elbow with a hollow groan; and the Chief of Farms was so afraid to speak that he trembled horribly in spite of his thick shoulders and his big red eyeballs. Salammbo by Gustave Flauber

He leaned over the little heap of crumpled clothing. In the Quarter by Robert W. Chambers

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu Lord Verney leaned back with closed eyes, exhausted. The Tenants of Malory by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu [1867]

Rudyard Kipling Toomai leaned forward and looked, and he felt that the forest was awake below him — awake and alive and crowded. The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling [1894]

Jack London I leaned despairingly over the rail, watching the trim little schooner swiftly increasing the bleak sweep of ocean between us. The Sea-Wolf by Jack London [1904]

George Eliot He leaned towards her and took her hand, as he said: “I could afford to be married now, Hetty — I could make a wife comfortable; but I shall never want to be married if you won’t have me. Adam Bede by George Eliot [1859]

Bram Stoker I leaned back in the embrasure in a more comfortable position, so that I could enjoy more fully the aerial gambolling. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

Mark Twain The fences was made of different kinds of boards, nailed on at different times; and they leaned every which way, and had gates that didn’t generly have but one hinge — a leather one. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

Abraham Merri He leaned over and put a hand on my shoulder. Dwellers in the Mirage by Abraham Merri

John Galsworthy She leaned forward and said earnestly: “Promise you won’t do anything, Jean, till everything else has failed. Maid in Waiting by John Galsworthy

Indeed, as he leaned his elbow upon the window sash, looking carelessly across the river, he did not seem much to care what became of the labours of his toilet. The House by the Church-Yard by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Heming the son of Corund leaned on the battlements. The Worm Ouroboros by E. R. Eddison [1922]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Haven leaned back in his place with his hands in his pockets and a despairing frown upon his forehead. The Ostrekoff Jewels by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1932]

E. Phillips Oppenheim The Sicilian leaned over the table. To Win the Love He Sought by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1895]

George Meredith He leaned on an elbow to listen; the slide threatened him, and he resumed his full stretch, determined to take her for a dream. The Amazing Marriage by George Meredith [1895]

The staff on which he leaned had pierced him. The House with the Green Shutters by George Douglas Brown [1901]

Zona Gale St. George leaned back on the cushions and looked at them — lean lithe little men with rapid eyes and supple bodies and great repose. Romance Island by Zona Gale [1906]

Even the judge leaned back and chuckled, genially though quietly. Hard Cash by Charles Reade [1863]

John Galsworthy The spidery, dirty, ridiculous business! Laying his arms on the table, he leaned his forehead on them. In Chancery by John Galsworthy

D.H. Lawrence He leaned with his hands on the window-ledge looking out of the casement. The Trespasser by D.H. Lawrence

Margaret Oliphant Mrs. Vincent leaned back upon his shoulder with a yielding of all her fatigued frame and worn-out mind. Salem Chapel by Margaret Oliphant [1862]

Ford Madox Ford He leaned against the door-post. The Good Soldier by Ford Madox Ford

She leaned out of the window, and said Scat! The animal did not move. Cobwebs from an Empty Skull by Ambrose Bierce [1874]

In that position his visible world was limited to a stony slope, a few boulders, the bush against which he leaned and the vista of a piece of empty sea-horizon. The Rover by Joseph Conrad [1923]

James Joyce He leaned back weakly in his desk. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce

She, twisting round to face him, leaned now with her back against the bar, and the sunset fires lent a fleeting glory to her face. Irremediable by Ella D'Arcy [1894]

E. Phillips Oppenheim She leaned up against the railings. A Sleeping Memory by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1902]

Robert Louis Stevenson As he got there the day began to dawn, and he leaned over a hurdle and beheld the shadows flee away. The Story of a Lie by Robert Louis Stevenson

Bram Stoker Mr. Morris, who had sunk to the ground, leaned on his elbow, holding his hand pressed to his side. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

F. Scott Fitzgerald As if his absence quickened something within her, Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Abraham Merri Forgetting his own defense, Kenton leaned forward, cut downward. The Ship of Ishtar by Abraham Merri

H. Rider Haggard The wall of marble block was four feet six high now, and hope rose in my teeth as I leaned there against it a miserable helpless log, and ground my teeth, and watched that glorious struggle. Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard

E. Phillips Oppenheim Dominey leaned his head upon his hand and studied his host. The Great Impersonation by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1920]

Sir Giles scrambled to his feet and he and Lord Arglay leaned breathlessly forward. Many Dimensions by Charles Williams [1931]

G. K. Chesterton He leaned across at the considerable peril of pitching over, and said, confidentially: “Look here, old fellow, I want to buy your cab. The Return of Don Quixote by G. K. Chesterton [1927]

George Gissing Then, raising her head, ‘Why do you think so much about Adela?’ He leaned against the dressing-table and laughed mockingly. Demos by George Gissing [1886]

Henry James But Mr. Brand would not sit down; he went and leaned against the window; he wondered what Felix wanted of him. The Europeans by Henry James [1878]

E. Phillips Oppenheim From a little lower down Mr. Sabin and Mrs. Watson leaned over the rail and watched the visitors lowered into their boat. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

Rudyard Kipling A bewildered woman brought me ham and eggs, and I leaned out of the mullioned window, and laughed between mouthfuls. The Day’s Work by Rudyard Kipling [1898]

Algernon Blackwood He leaned back in his corner and sighed. John Silence by Algernon Blackwood

She said so; and then leaned back in her chair and mused. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

Ford Madox Ford Sylvia Hopside Germany.’ Tietjens leaned back for a long time looking at the words; they seemed meaningless. Some Do Not . . . by Ford Madox Ford [1924]

Anthony Trollope She came up to him and leaned over him, and whispered one word which nobody else heard. Harry Heathcote of Gangoil by Anthony Trollope

Yet she now leaned a little forward with downcast eyes, hoping for that accent again. The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade

E. Phillips Oppenheim Itash laid his hand upon her wrist, leaned forward and spoke to her fiercely. The Wrath to Come by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1924]

Bram Stoker This recalled him to himself, and he leaned out of the window and waved his hand, calling out, “Love to Madam Mina. I shall write so soon as ever I can. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

When she was seated at the little table with Clifford opposite she smiled and leaned forward on both elbows looking him in the face. The King in Yellow by Robert W. Chambers

D. H. Lawrence Lettie sat down and leaned over the nest; he leaned above her. The White Peacock by D. H. Lawrence

E. Phillips Oppenheim He thrust it into his waistcoat pocket, and lighting another cigarette, leaned his elbow upon the mantelpiece, and seemed to be watching the game with languid interest. The Long Arm of Mannister by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1909]

Henry James She leaned her head on his shoulder and sobbed broken-heartedly. Roderick Hudson by Henry James [1875]

Schultz, smart and neat in a spotless white suit, leaned over the taffrail, finding the question somewhat amusing. Freya of the Seven Isles by Joseph Conrad [1911]

George Gissing He leaned against the wall, and read an evening paper. Eve's Ransom by George Gissing [1894]

Edith Wharton As they spread and sparkled under Mrs. Heeny’s touch, Mrs. Spragg leaned back, drinking in through half-closed lids her daughter’s loveliness. The Custom of the Country by Edith Wharton [1913]

Kate Chopin She leaned over and kissed him-a soft, cool, delicate kiss, whose voluptuous sting penetrated his whole being-then she moved away from him. The Awakening by Kate Chopin

E. Phillips Oppenheim She leaned a little closer towards him. A Sleeping Memory by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1902]

Arthur Conan Doyle Then he cantered after his men, and the old soldier leaned back against the rock and drew in the fragrant smoke. The Tragedy of the Korosko by Arthur Conan Doyle [1898]

So Gerard leaned upon his axe, and hobbled on; but presently he gave in, all of a sudden, and sank helpless in the road. The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade

Algernon Blackwood He leaned out cautiously and listened. John Silence by Algernon Blackwood

As I told my tale we leaned upon the parapet—he never looking at me once, but straight into the heart of the river. The Woman with One Hand by Richard Marsh

Mark Twain I leaned upon a pillar and burst into tears. The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

Arthur Conan Doyle He leaned well over its neck as he rode, and made a heaving with his shoulders at every bound as though he were lifting the steed instead of it carrying him. The White Company by Arthur Conan Doyle [1891]

Arthur Conan Doyle He leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling with a much more cheerful expression upon his face. The Firm of Girdlestone by Arthur Conan Doyle [1890]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Mademoiselle de Fleurier leaned across the table and touched his hand affectionately. The Long Arm of Mannister by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1909]

E. Phillips Oppenheim He leaned over the table, softly waving away the cloud of tobacco smoke from between them, and fixed his eyes steadily upon his companion. The Amazing Judgment by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1897]

Come, I say, what is it?’ He stooped and leaned his ear to Tamar; and when she had done, he laughed. Wylder’s Hand by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Then Huish leaned his arms on the table and looked Davis in the face. The Ebb-Tide by Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyd Osbourne

Sinclair Lewis He leaned forward to pat Olivia’s shoulder, and the priestess of the chill twilight let his hand lie there for a minute. World So Wide by Sinclair Lewis

He went and leaned his elbow on my mantelshelf, and his head upon his hand. The Crime and the Criminal by Richard Marsh [1897]

She leaned on the guard-rail by his side. Victory by Joseph Conrad [1914]

Jules Verne She leaned on Aubert’s arm, and said to him — “My father is very ill, Aubert! You alone can cure him, for this disorder of the mind would not yield to his daughter’s consolings. Master Zacharius by Jules Verne [1874]

Robert Louis Stevenson Presently he leaned nonchalantly back; and that deadly instrument, the maiden, was suddenly unmasked in profile. The Weir of Hermiston by Robert Louis Stevenson

We were sitting round a mahogany table that reflected the bottle, the claret-glasses, and our faces as we leaned on our elbows. Youth by Joseph Conrad [1898]

Reassured by my solemn undertaking to hold my peace scrupulously, she left her chair, leaned over the back of mine, and whispered very softly in my ear the name of the cherished prince. Mademoiselle de Maupin by Théophile Gautier [1835]

Jack London For the most part, the remaining four hunters leaned on the table or lay in their bunks and left the discussion to the two antagonists. The Sea-Wolf by Jack London [1904]

Edith Wharton She leaned forward, clasping her knee in her thin hands, and looking away from him into remote dark distances. The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton [1920]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Pryde leaned back in his place with a little breath of relief. The Amazing Partnership by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1914]

Jacques Futrelle The Thinking Machine leaned back in his chair and sat there for a long time. The Chase of the Golden Plate by Jacques Futrelle [1906]

Arthur Conan Doyle I leaned back in the shadow, at the other side of the hearth; while the gleam of the light played upon the golden tresses of the girl and the dark, stern profile of her brother. The Tragedians by Arthur Conan Doyle

Arnold Bennett And for a moment they leaned towards each other in bliss — across the open question. These Twain by Arnold Bennett [1916]

With a gesture of infinite weariness he leaned his head, wet with rain as it was, back against her childish breast. Judith Paris by Hugh Walpole [1931]

Helene leaned forward the better to view the scene. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Eleanor leaned back in her chair and slowly stirred her coffee. A Sleeping Memory by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1902]

Gustave Flauber Spendius leaned over the terrace; his teeth chattered and he repeated: “Ah! yes — yes — master! I understand why you scorned the pillage of the house just now. Salammbo by Gustave Flauber

Dare leaned over the wall to watch the mysterious water and shadow run beneath. Sir Charles Danvers by Mary Cholmondeley [1889]

Rising, he leaned over the table and read the few words the other had spread out for his perusal. Initials Only by Anna Katharine Green

Only Friar Tuck leaned over the edge of the choir loft and called out to him ere he had gone, “Good den, Sir Knight. Thou wottest old bones must alway make room for young blood. The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood. by Written and illustrated by Howard Pyle

Edith Wharton He leaned back and drew her mouth to his . Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton [1911]

George Gissing By temper, he leaned to the old way of regarding them; women militant, women in the public eye, were on the whole unpleasing to him. Our Friend the Charlatan by George Gissing [1899]

Guy de Maupassant He was still sleeping and I leaned over him to wake him up with a kiss, when I noticed in his curls, over his temple, a little thread which shone like silver. The Mask (Le Masque) by Guy de Maupassant [1889]

Captain McLeod leaned over the side. Cabbages and Kings by O. Henry [1904]

George Gissing These bonnes bouches put her into excellent humour; presently she crossed her arms and leaned back. The Nether World by George Gissing [1888]

John Galsworthy He leaned back until his head was tucked down on his father’s shoulder. On Forsyte ’Change by John Galsworthy

She leaned back in the car with half closed eyes. The End of the Dream by Mary Cholmondeley [1921]

Edith Wharton He leaned back, crossing his legs, and twisting his small stiff moustache with a plump hand adorned by a cameo. The Custom of the Country by Edith Wharton [1913]

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu A patch of light fell clear on the side of the trap, and on Longcluse’s ungloved hand as he leaned on it. Checkmate by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu [1871]

She leaned near enough to Robert to put her mouth within shouting distance of his ear. The Franchise Affair by Josephine Tey

A passing seraph seemed to have rested beside me, leaned towards my heart, and reposed on its throb a softening, cooling, healing, hallowing wing. Villette by Charlotte Brontë [1853]

She leaned to him, and rested in the protection of his strength, as she had always rested since that dark night on which he had first made himself her tower of refuge. Cabbages and Kings by O. Henry [1904]

Henry James She had come to the sill, on which she leaned to look down, and she remained there a minute smiling at him. The Golden Bowl by Henry James [1904]

George Gissing He rose and leaned against the mantelpiece. The Unclassed by George Gissing [1883]

E. T. A. Hoffmann She leaned back in the sofa and held her hands before her face. The Entail by E. T. A. Hoffmann