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 draws comparisons with Thetis ' role in another work of the epic Cycle concerning Troy, the lost Aethiopis, which presents a strikingly similar relationship — that of the divine Dawn, Eos, with her slain son Memnon ; she supplements the parallels with images from the repertory of archaic vase-painters, where Eros and Thetis flank the symmetrically opposed heroes with a theme that may have been derived from traditional epic songs.

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 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 lay there, making no effort to get back on her feet.

She drank greedily, and murmured, `` Thank you '', as he lowered her head.

She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then sat up, her hands going to her hair.

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

She got to her feet, staggered, and almost fell.

She sat down at the table, shaking her head.

She clung to him, talking to him, and dabbing at her eyes.

She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.

She showed her surprise by tightening the reins and moving the gelding around so that she could get a better look at his face.

She said, and her tone had softened until it was almost friendly.

She had picked up the quirt and was twirling it around her wrist and smiling at him.

She swung the quirt again, and this time he caught her wrist and pulled her out of the saddle.

She came down against him, and he tried to break her fall.

She wiped it off with the sleeve of her coat.

She brought up her free hand to hit him, but this time he was quicker.

She finally regained her balance and got up in the saddle.

She had offered to walk, but Pamela knew she would not feel comfortable about her child until she had personally confided her to the care of the little pink woman who chose to be called `` Auntie ''.

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.