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She collects children, with whom she quickly becomes bored or frustrated, and imprisons them behind a magical mirror, slowly sucking the life from them.
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She collects the money for the clock then returns to Dolly's house where Dolly remains in a crumpled heap in the hallway having fallen down the stairs but is nevertheless still very much alive and still waiting for Ada to phone for an ambulance.
She then collects twigs, grasses and leaves, and carries these in her mouth to the depression, building them into a mound.
She collects Houdini artifacts and waits for her big break while working as a waitress at a trendy Manhattan restaurant.
She and children
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 appeared to have no children with her husband and her sepulchral inscription has been found in Italy.
She was a dedicated, supporting wife and mother who looked out for the interests of her children and the future of her family.
She also was a stepmother to Claudia Antonia, Claudius ' daughter and only child from his second marriage to Aelia Paetina, and to the young Claudia Octavia and Britannicus, Claudius ' children with Valeria Messalina.
She continued to write, illustrate and design spin-off merchandise based on her children ’ s books for Warne until the duties of land management and diminishing eyesight made it difficult to continue.
She and Beatrix remained friends throughout their lives and Annie's eight children were the recipients of many of Potter ’ s delightful picture letters.
She had three children, a daughter ( who went to live at the Dominican Abbey in Poissy in 1397 as a companion to the king's daughter, Marie ), a son Jean, and another child who died in childhood.
She was born in Sevierville, Tennessee, the fourth of twelve children of Robert Lee Parton, a tobacco farmer, and his wife Avie Lee Owens.
She had three children, Louisa ( 1873 – 1943 ), Margaret ( 1874 – 1875 ), who died of meningitis, and Alan ( 1877 – 1952 ).
She also filled a large number of magazine pages, particularly the long-running Sunny Stories which were immensely popular among younger children.
She had two children before the marriage dissolved, and bore a third, Rosario, in 1814 when she was 26.
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She remembered little of her previous journey there with Grace, and she could but hope that her dedication to her mission would enable her to accomplish it.
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 had touched her face, truly a noble and pure face, only with a lip salve which made her lips glisten but no redder than usual.
She had driven up with her husband in a convertible with Eastern license plates, although the two drivers knew nothing at the moment about that.
She would look at Jack, with that hidden something in her eyes, and Jack would see the Woman and become breathless and a little sick.
She munched little ginger cakes called mulatto's belly and kept her green, somewhat hypnotic eyes fixed on a light-colored male who was prancing wildly with a 5-foot king snake wrapped around his bronze neck.
She daubed at her swimming eyes with a lacy handkerchief and said with obvious emotion: `` That poor boy!!
She, too, is concerned with `` the becoming, the process of realization '', but she does not think in terms of subtle variations of spatial or temporal patterns.
She has rarely been photographed with him and, except for Carl's seventy-fifth anniversary celebration in Chicago in 1953, she has not attended the dozens of banquets, functions, public appearances, and dinners honoring him -- all of this upon her insistence.
She ended her letter with the assurance that she considered his friendship for her daughter and herself to be an honor, from which she could not part `` without still more pain ''.
She was Ellen Aldridge, a widow of good repute who was employed by Gorton's wife and lived with the family.
She had to clean the glass on the display cases in the butcher shop, help her brother scrub the cutting tables with wire brushes, mop the floors, put down new sawdust on the floors and help check the outgoing orders.
She had been picked up by the Russians, questioned in connection with some pamphlets, sentenced to life imprisonment for espionage.
She gave me the names of some people who would surely help pay for the flowers and might even march up to the monument with me.
She had, with her own work-weary hands, put seeds in the ground, watched them sprout, bud, blossom, and get ready to bear.