As they entered the village, women and children pressed forward to see him.

At the doorway the old woman stopped him and pressed something into his hand.

Even so, the woman has pressed onward to this point.

The woman pressed a small handkerchief to her eyes, and left us without a word.

The woman pressed her lips tight as she considered a moment.

Thinking it all very strange, the women pressed breakfast upon him.

The three women pressed into the shadows along the walls.

The woman pressed forward, trying to get a look at him.

The woman pressed against the wall, so we could pass, and shut the door behind us.

Several minutes later she announced It's coming and the three women pressed against the right side of the vehicle.