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her and walk
It must have hurt her even to walk, for the sole was completely off her left foot and Morgan saw that it was bruised and bleeding.
She had offered to walk, but Pamela knew she would not feel comfortable about her child until she had personally confided her to the care of the little pink woman who chose to be called `` Auntie ''.
Carrying it to the living room, she imagined the picture she made: tall and roundly slim, a bit sophisticated in her yellow sheath, with a graceful swingy walk that she had learned as a twirler with the school band.
He had stood at a little distance, studying her, as though he would walk around next and look at the back of her head.
The opponent then approaches the caller and meets him or her to walk side by side.
While recovering from an automobile accident, she took her dog Tiny for a walk without a leash.
He invited her for a walk and out of sight " an awkward situation arose.
During the course of the illness, the patient's mobility is progressively restricted as it becomes hard for him or her to bend down, reach for things, walk quickly and so on.
Once, on return home after her usual walk, the Princess saw that her native aul was ravaged by an enemy.
With Superboy's aid, Luthor manages to cure Lena, allowing her to walk and think logically again for a brief moment, before he then quickly reverses the process, leaving Lena completely catatonic, and informs Superboy that so long as Superman is alive, he will never reveal how he did it.
She is described as having heavy blonde hair which fell past her knees, a beautiful complexion, hazel eyes which changed colour, a full, high bosom, and a natural grace which made her appear to " walk on air "; these were the physical attributes that were highly appreciated in Italy during that period.
Parks exited the bus, but before she could re-board at the rear door, Blake drove off, leaving her to walk home in the rain.
Marianne, out for a walk, gets caught in the rain, slips and sprains her ankle.
Before the wedding starts, Steve takes Fran for a walk and asks her if they ’ re doing the right thing.
Steed and Mrs. Peel ( dressed in her trademark leather catsuit ) walk up to the body as the voice over explains: " Extraordinary crimes against the people, and the state, have to be avenged by agents extraordinary.
She had been attempting to walk to the bathroom and, as her lungs filled with liquid, collapsed.
Pryde's mutant power is the ability to " phase " or walk through solid matter, but the properties of the " vibranium room " seemed to prevent her from using her powers to escape.

her and was
He was well rid of her.
Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.
He treats her like she was dirt.
He might tell her how sorry a spectacle she was making of herself, pretending to be blind to the way Julia Fortune had taken Dean's affections from her.
She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.
She said, and her tone had softened until it was almost friendly.
She had picked up the quirt and was twirling it around her wrist and smiling at him.
He grabbed her by the shoulders and went down on one knee, taking her weight so that some of the wind was driven out of him.
He got up slowly, and she was already on her feet, and he stood facing her.
She brought up her free hand to hit him, but this time he was quicker.
But her prettiness was what he had noticed first, and all the other things had come afterward: cruelty, meanness, self-will.
That girl last night, what was her name??
It was the only thing about her that was the least bit hard to remember.
So simple, in fact, that it might even work -- although Pamela, now, in her new frame of mind, was careful not to pretend too much assurance.
There was only one place where the mountain might receive her -- that unnamed, unnameable pool harbored in its secret bosom.
It was there that she would have to enact her renunciation, beg forgiveness.

her and too
Having persisted too long in deliberate ignorance and denial of the forces that threatened her, Pamela was relieved now to admit their potency and to be taking definite steps toward grappling with them.
Silence walked at Pamela's side, its presence numbingly close, yet too far for her to hear.
She seemed to have come such a long distance -- too far for her destination which had wilfully been swallowed up in the greedy gloom of the trees.
You must forgive me if I seem to dwell too much on her physical aspects but I am an artist, accustomed to studying the physical body.
Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.
It had been five days too late before he learned that she'd gone through the wedding ceremony in a semitrance of laudanum, administered by her mother.
He knew her mind pretty well, by now, its quick perceptions and sympathies, its painful insistence on truth and directness, its capacity for love almost too deep for a man to reciprocate, even in part.
Keith was on his feet because he didn't care at all about life any more: Penny on her feet, proudly, because she cared too much.
Something was beginning to stir and come alive in her, too ( it may have been there for a good while, since she was twenty now ; ;
She looked down at her hands, too.
To people who didn't know her she was a gawky, badly dressed kid whose arms were too long, whose legs were a little too bony.
Like Mrs. Dalloway, with her regrets about Peter Walsh, he had his moments of melancholy over a youth too well spent.
She was a child too much a part of her environment, too eager to grow and learn and experience.
The comfort was short-lived, yet she found herself returning to the assurance whenever her imagination forced images on her too awful to contemplate without the prop of illusion.
It's your decision '', said Juanita, holding her face very still, trying to contain the bitterness of her voice as she enunciated her words too distinctly.
I wrote her that I'd met up with Eileen and that old bonds had proved too strong and asked her to send my clothes down by express.

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