The old lady from across the street, her gray hair in pin curls, leaned over Jaine.

The lady leaned over and looked at my feet and went to the other end of the counter.

The old lady leaned against the oven and admired him.

A grey-haired lady was leaning across the aisle toward me.

The veiled lady leaned her head out and snapped, "Open up!"

Both ladies leaned forward in their chairs, questions on their faces.

The lady leaned forward, and rested ghostly hands on his shoulders.

The lady herself, apparently quite composed, was leaning against an armrest.

Greatly agitated, the lady leaned forward in the chair she had just taken.

And then the nice lady leaned over and asked, "You here to be healed?"