He lay on his face in the edge of the shadows.

They vaulted over the figure of the young man who lay on his face.

But he just lay there on his face, and never moved.

She laid that cool hand again on his face.

Whatever it was, there he lay still, on his face, drifting downstream and turning the brown water red.

He lay on his face at the foot of the stairs.

Meriet lay still on his face, saying never a word.

She lay on her face in the deep dust of the road.

Just inside the doorway a police marksman lay on his face.

But the one who'd flung the stone now lay flat on his face.