She confessed she was unhappy, he asked was it her husband??

She asked smolderingly.

She asked.

She asked if I had other advice and, heady with success, I rushed it in, I hope not too late.

She asked, taking him and Juanita into the parlor where the shutters were closed against the afternoon sun.

She asked him, seeing Juanita's eyes grow bleak.

She wrote again and now, abandoning for the moment the theme of love, she asked for help in the matter of her career.

She asked Bobby Joe that night.

She had asked.

She asked.

She asked with a reportorial gleam in her eye.

She went downstairs and received another curious shock, for when Glendora flapped into the dining room in her homemade moccasins, Sarah asked her when she had brought coffee to her room and Glendora said she hadn't.

She asked steadily.

She telephoned the junior partner of her law firm, Martin Stacy, and asked him to call at her hotel that evening.

She asked, winking wildly.

She asked.

She asked, turning slowly.

She asked, turning suddenly.

She asked suddenly.

She asked him.

She asked, in a way that seemed oddly sophisticated, considerate, and yet perhaps partly scornful.

She asked him.

She asked Bobbie.

She asked gently.

She asked.

She regarded them as signs that she was nearing the glen she sought, and she was glad to at last be doing something positive in her unenunciated, undefined struggle with the mountain and its darkling inhabitants.

She quickly exploited the exalted position she now occupied, by harassing the disorganized males and even putting many of them to death.

She had, with her own work-weary hands, put seeds in the ground, watched them sprout, bud, blossom, and get ready to bear.

She held Jonathan's letter, his words burning like a brand, and knew suddenly that the bonds between them were severed.

She signed the letters quickly, stamped them, and placed them on the hall table for Raphael to mail in town.

She thought again of her children, those two who had died young, before the later science which might have saved them could attach even a label to their separate malignancies.

She fell asleep leaning on her hand, hearing the house creaking as though it were a living a private life of its own these two hundred years, hearing the birds rustling in their cages and the occasional whirring of wings as one of them landed on the table and walked across the newspaper to perch in the crook of her arm.

She then went over them thoroughly giving each a strenuous test in showmanship.

She held herself that way and turned her head towards them and laughed and winked.

She also taught them to sing `` I wish I could shimmy like my sister Kate ''.

She learns how to relax them to accept -- instead of contracting them to repel -- the entering object.

She agreed to take charge of five or six of the Negroes should Palfrey decide to send them north immediately.

She drew on all her resources of mind and heart to help them -- to make them at home in the world ; ;

She took refuge on a tongue of land extending into a gully, crouched at the base of a thorn tree, and waited for them to come up.

`` She don't know nothing about them cars.

She pushed wartorn and poverty-stricken nations into prosperity, but she failed to lead them into unity and world peace.

She pursed her lips, then clamped them together so tightly that I thought she was angry with me.

She would turn to them, then turn to him, then turn again.

She hesitated, as though hunting over words and ways of putting them.

She would not stop to read them in American Express, as many were doing, sitting on benches or leaning against the walls, but pushed her way out into the street.

She would see them, looking just as they had in the books, and this would make up a part of her delight.

She compared the results with tape recordings of modern singers and was not unpleased although her own tapes had a peculiar quality about them, not at all unharmonious, merely unique.