She did not pause to consider what she would do if her plan should fail ; ;

She did not call out.

She was nude to the waist and her tumbled abundance of black hair did not conceal the knife slashes on her back.

She did not touch him.

She was wise enough to realize a man could be good company even if he did weigh too much and didn't own the mint.

She was the only kind of Negro Laura Andrus would want around: independent, unservile, probably charging double what ordinary maids did for housework -- and doubly efficient.

She did this now, comfortably aware of the mist running down the windows, of the silence outside, of the dark afternoon it was getting to be.

She was going to tell Bobby Joe about how mistaken she had been, but he brought one of the cousins home for supper, and all they did was talk about antelope.

She did not go so far as to say, as was done on other occasions, that Abstraction as well as Impressionism were a Russian invention that had been discarded as unwanted by the people of the U.S.S.R.

She whirled and faced him, roaring terribly, and Ulyate, watching through the leaves, could not understand why she did not charge and obliterate him, because he wouldn't have much of a chance of getting away, in that thick growth, but she seemed just a trace uncertain ; ;

She did not notice that the customer seized her purchase and turned away without a smile or a word of thanks.

She did not move in primitive circles.

She always did before, and showed the utmost confidence in whatever we advised ''.

She did suddenly, through the link of memory with his father, old Titus, who must have been in his nineties when Henrietta ran away.

She did not look at him, but he noticed that her face was flushed and her eyes unsteady.

She found this immensely comforting, even though Mercer did not make much sense out of it.

She is one of a few characters who played a major part in the original cause of the Trojan War itself: not only did she offer Helen of Troy to Paris, but the abduction was accomplished when Paris, seeing Helen for the first time, was inflamed with desire to have her — which is Aphrodite's realm.

She did not convert to Islam.

She did it from a sense of duty, but she was a stern woman who expected respect, rather than love.

She has referenced this independence from major labels in song more than once, including " The Million You Never Made " ( Not A Pretty Girl ), which discusses the act of turning down a lucrative contract, " The Next Big Thing " ( Not So Soft ), which describes an imagined meeting with a label head-hunter who evaluates the singer based on her looks, and " Napoleon " ( Dilate ), which sympathizes sarcastically with an unnamed friend who did sign with a label.

She expressed reservations over the eventual winner David Cameron, feeling that he did not, like the other candidates, have a proven track record, and she was later a leading figure in parliamentary opposition to his A-List policy, which she has said is " an insult to women ".

She has been repaying the debt from her housekeeping budget, and also from some work she got copying papers by hand, which she did secretly in her room, and took pride in her ability to earn money " as if she were a man.

She did not believe in the theory of symbiosis proposed by Simon Schwendener, the German mycologist as previously thought, rather she proposed a more independent process of reproduction.

She also trained for the mission STS-83 to be the backup for Donald A. Thomas ; however, as he recovered on time, she did not fly that mission.

She never left Haworth for more than a few weeks at a time as she did not want to leave her ageing father.

She stared at him, her eyes wide as she thought about what he had said ; ;

She wondered what had taken place in town, between him and his wife.

She placed her palms, fingers outspread, on the desk in an odd gesture as if to say, `` Now, what next ''??

She came from Ohio, from what she called a `` small farm '' of two hundred acres, as indeed it was to farmer-type farmers.

She regretted what she described as the `` unwarrantable & unnecessary '' check to their friendship and said that she felt that they understood one another perfectly.

She showed us what had happened to her.

She said, `` My dear, do you know what Kent House is ''??

She disciplined herself daily to do what must be done.

She had begun to turn back toward the house, but his look caught her and she stood still, waiting there for what his expression indicated would be a serious word of farewell.

She stammered, `` You heard what he said about police??

She didn't mind working hard, not as if she figured to do anything wrong to live easy and soft -- all she wanted was a chance, where she wasn't marked as what she was.

She ate what she could and went out along the covered passageway, with the rain dripping from the vines.

She doled out what Glendora vaguely guessed were the right amounts of dried peas, eggs, cornmeal, a little salt.

She could always predict what Stanley was going to do, ever since she first met him.

She didn't tell anyone, even her mother, what was wrong.

She calmly repeated what Moore had told me.

She felt mindless, walking, and almost easy until the church spire told her she was near the cemetery, and she caught herself wondering what she would say to Doaty.

She managed a missionary drive for the church once and got the books so confused that old Mr. Webber, the eldest elder, who'd never donated more than five dollars to anything, had to cough up five hundred dollars to avoid a scandal in what Edythe called `` the bosoms of the church ''.

She knew what people were thinking ; ;

She said what she meant and let it be.

She discovered the quality and depth of her feelings in the wordless transitions between what she could say and what she could not say.

She contended that this understanding was what enabled the biblical Jesus to heal and accords with the Scripture: " We are of God: he that knoweth God heareth us ; he that is not of God heareth not us.