She leaned over towards her companion, and she did not again, for some few minutes, face the house.
She leaned a little forward, her eyes flashed softly through the semi-darkness.
At last night came, and worn out in heart and mind he leaned
his head #against the cold rough stone and slept.
His right hand held her left, and he pressed her arm close against his heart as he leaned down towards her.
Poyser, while the grandfather leaned forward and brought out his long "Nay, nay." "What objections can we ha' to you, lad?