She won the match 5 – 3 by winning two games with the remaining ending in draws.

She finished with one win, two losses and four draws, tied for fifth position in the eight-player round robin.

She has argued for the wisdom of many traditional practices, as is evident from her interview in the book Vedic Ecology ( by Ranchor Prime ) that draws upon India's Vedic heritage.

She donated the money needed to purchase the house and make it a museum, agreed to make significant contributions each year for its upkeep and also gave many of the family's belongings to help establish what became a popular museum that still draws thousands of visitors each year to Mansfield.

She donated the money needed to purchase the house and make it a museum, agreed to make significant contributions each year for its upkeep and also gave many of the family's belongings to help establish what became a popular museum which still draws thousands of visitors each year to Mansfield.

She often draws on magic realism as a writing style, combining the fantastic or unusual with realistic and believable descriptions, placing her within the tradition of Southern Ontario Gothic.

She draws inspiration for her songs from things in her life that move her emotionally, which she describes as " a beautiful picture, scenery, tasting something delicious, scents that bring back memories, happy and sad things ...

She, in contrast to the declining Compsons, draws a great deal of strength from her faith, standing as a proud figure amid a dying family.

She also warns Corwin that the Jewel is more than just a weather-control device ; in truth, it is an artifact of great power which draws upon its bearer's life force — and may well have been what killed Eric.

She spends the day in the fields daydreaming, and unseen, draws lipstick circles around her nipples.

She partially succeeded ; Nalle-Maja draws strength from it, but also winds up with the stomach ache.

She draws her authority from her own experience ; master of the bedroom based on the comments that she makes to her fellow pilgrims.

She is personified as a woman who changes age through the cycle of the day, starting in the morning as a girl, then aging to an adult woman, and finally becoming an old woman as the day draws to a close before dying and being reborn at the beginning of the next day.

She hesitates a lot, draws her words out and often confuses herself.

She draws a box in the air with her finger, which becomes visible to the viewer as a square.

She ties Edmund to a tree and draws her knife, but a rescue party sent by Aslan arrives, frees him and brings him to his siblings and the rest of Aslan's army.

She also draws on her love of animals – dogs and horses feature heavily in her books – and the British countryside.

She also draws comparisons between these images and earlier ones, such as Emma Peel of The Avengers, the 1970s television show Wonder Woman, Madonna and the Charlie's Angels of the 1970s, pointing out the relative independence of this archetype from male and parental support.

She begins to distance herself from him, but the birth of a grandchild draws her parents closer together than ever.

She has a passionate love of fine art and draws on a deep knowledge of art history in creating her work.

She draws the weapon, but cannot fire.

She is an illustrator and painter, and mainly draws women and children in oil or mixed media.

" She then draws a gun and starts firing, forcing the policemen to shoot back, killing them both.

She has a very pleasing personality, one that draws people to her instantly and makes them feel that they are meeting a friend instead of a Hollywood Star .” Beavers had a personality that brought people towards her and caused a common reaction, people wanted to watch her charm in more movies.

She would sometimes do this through wailing cries, leading to comparisons with the bean-sídhe.

" Songs such as " Let it Roll " and " She Mine " have seen some comparisons to The Doors, The Rolling Stones and The Stooges, as noted by San Francisco Chronicle reviewer Jaan Uhelszki.

" She also wanted to prevent people from thinking that she was " just like Jessica ", so she thought the show " was the smartest way to put an end to the comparisons.

She was considered a Red Tory, but was hurt by comparisons to Brian Mulroney, Canada's unpopular Progressive Conservative Prime Minister.

She is listed as possibly being Yefefiah or Iofiel and seems to share many comparisons with him.

She said that American education does not fare well in international comparisons, that Black and Hispanic high school satudents were allowed to graduate without passing state-wide tests, that even in affluent districts public education is not as good as parents think it is, that education can be more rigorous, that schools should be " free from crushing bureaucracy and outlandish labor contracts ", that class sizes may be a little larger so more funds are available for each class for better teaching and technology, that business managers can let principals concentrate on instructional issues, that charter schools should be placed in public noncharter school buildings to make comparisons more visible to parents, that New York City public noncharter schools may need a turnaround rather than mere reform, and that charter schools can provide a model for public noncharter schools to replicate.

She helped him with the dishes, then he brought more water in from the spring before it got dark.

She wiped it off with the sleeve of her coat.

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 was standing with her back to the glass door.

She raised a protesting hand with a startled air.

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 cackled with mirth, showing the stumps of betel-stained teeth.

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 said, with the solicitude of a middle-aged woman for her only child.

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 said with intense feeling: `` Come near, let me feel your arms.

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 opened the boxes with a tear in her eye and a sad smile on her face.

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.