She moved back over to the door and stood with her ear pressed against the wood, listening.

But she discovered that the one stalk was still standing there, with its lone ear.

I stood at the door with my ear pressed against the corrugated iron.

The invigilator was standing with his ear to the gap between the doors.

He stood for a moment with his ear pressed to the leather but heard nothing.

Ramsey went out the door, swung it almost closed behind him, stood there with his ear to the crack.

Rising, she stood with her ear against the door.

He stood with his ear close to the painted canvas.

The troll stood with his ear pressed close to it.

Standing with her ear to the wall nearby, she grinned triumphantly.