"That the axe is about to fall on her pretty neck."

The thing is, just because I didn't fall on my neck, for a strange reason that's what everyone thinks.

You fall on your neck or in the wrong position.

I should have fallen on his neck, but for the consciousness of being observed by the man at the wheel.

When she saw who it was she literally fell on my neck.

It was soon done, and the dark hyacinthine curves fell on her neck.

Instead, co-workers themselves were falling on his neck seeking help.

Then they set off to run, and bounding into the room fell on their father's neck.

Think of poor Genevieve when they both fall on his neck.

That sort of thing was enough to make most women fall on your neck with kisses and offers of whatever you wanted.