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She disappears from history a few years before her royal husband ’ s death.
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She and disappears
She does so by ascending on a flying tire until she reaches a structure resembling clouds, into which she disappears, although in the film version of Cats she ascends with Old Deuteronomy and then she walks up a giant metal hand to the Heaviside layer.
She generally appears in front of " El Castillo ", ascends the stone stairs, and disappears into a stone wall.
She does not speak the bear language, but advises him to return to the mountain to find Sitka and be turned back to normal, but only when he corrects what he had done ; she quickly disappears without an explanation.
The Veiled Lady: She is a mystical character, first introduced as a public curiosity, who suddenly disappears from the public's eye.
She disappears from the list of charter witnesses from around 983 to 993, when she reappears in a lower position.
She was decisively debunked during the late 16th century ( after a period in the 15th and 16th centuries in which she was popular ), and thereafter disappears from high art, although lingering well into the 20th century in more popular forms, especially in Bavaria and Austria, but also in northern France and Belgium.
She is the final character seen in the series when she mimes turning a switch at the side of the screen and the image disappears similar to an old television set.
She disappears and Chris Lecce ( Dreyfuss ) and Bill Reimers ( Estevez ) are called upon due to their excellent surveillance record, to stake out a lakeside home where she is believed to be.
She teleports by glistening, a variant form of shimmering that leaves a glowing contour of her body for a moment before it disappears.
She approaches an giant, old, gnarled tree, and holds up the baby, which then disappears from her hands.
She is put inside a box that has swords stuck through it and she disappears, just as she is supposed to, but then she never reappears.
She disappears ' stage left ' after him, with Janet remarking, " That's not love-that's pure naked lust!
She disappears to Atlantic City with her current boyfriend, Emerson ( Jeremy Renner ), whom she then abandons ; Emerson returns to their home and rapes Jeremiah.
She sings like a demon, equally comfortable belting rock, jazz, or blues ... Rudinoff is not the kind of actress who ' disappears ' into the roles she plays.
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She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.
She had to get away from here before this demoniac possession swallowed up the liquid of her eyes and sank into the fibers of her brain, depriving her of reason and sight.
She stood up, pulled the coat from her shoulders and started to slide it off, then let out a high-pitched scream and I let out a low-pitched, wobbling sound like a muffler blowing out.
She softly let herself into the bed, and took her regular side, away from the door, where she slept better because Keith was between her and the invader.
She came from Ohio, from what she called a `` small farm '' of two hundred acres, as indeed it was to farmer-type farmers.
She was pious, too, once kneeling through the night from Holy Thursday to Good Friday, despite the protest of the nuns that this was too much for a young girl.
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 ready to kill the beef, dress it out, and with vegetables from her garden was going to can soup, broth, hash, and stew against the winter.
She soared over the new pastor like an avenging angel lest he stray from the path and not know all the truth and gossip of which she was chief repository.
She was told by the manservant who opened the door that his lordship was engaged on work from which he had left strict orders he was not to be disturbed.
She usually wore weeds, and a stranger watching her board a train might have guessed that Mr. Pastern was dead, but Mr. Pastern was far from dead.
She turned and walked stiffly into the parlor to the dainty-legged escritoire, warped and cracked now from fifty years in an atmosphere of sea spray.
She was personally sloppy, and when she had colds would blow her nose in the same handkerchief all day and keep it, soaking wet, dangling from her waist, and when she gardened she would eat dinner with dirt on her calves.