She had reached a point at which she didn't even care how she looked.

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

She had helped him change his mind.

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 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 seemed to have come such a long distance -- too far for her destination which had wilfully been swallowed up in the greedy gloom of the trees.

She had the feeling that, under the mouldering leaves, there would be the bodies of dead animals, quietly decaying and giving their soil back to the mountain.

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 had been snared here by a vile sensuality that writhed around her throat in ever-tightening circles.

She had to escape.

She had to move in some direction -- any direction that would take her away from this evil place.

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

She had spent too many hours looking ahead, hoping and longing to catch even a glimpse of Dan and finding nothing but emptiness.

She had arrived this morning and come straight to the English Gardens.

She had retreated to this world.

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 hated the whole idea before they started.

She had jumped away from his shy touch like a cat confronted by a sidewinder.

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 might have been someone he had once loved.

She began to watch a blonde-haired man, also in shorts, standing right at the rear of the wrecked car in the one spot that most of the crowd had detoured slightly.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed again, back in the same position where the snake had found her.

She had the opportunity that few clever women can resist, of showing her superiority in argument over a man.

She found herself wishing an old wish, that she had told Doaty she was running away, that she had left something more behind her than the loving, sorry note and her best garnet pin.

She was devastated when he left her, and she remained his loving friend ever after, keeping his photograph by her bedside wherever she traveled, including beside her hospital deathbed.

She is a forgiving, loving person [...] absolutely saintly.

She is loving, maternal, and self-sacrificing.

She also states that he was the only man she was ever in love with, loving him not for title, wealth or power, but for merit, justice, gratitude, duty and fidelity.

She wanders into the countryside and finds a warm and loving home on the farm of Mr. and Mrs. Silo.

She is enjoying life and loving it as she is sober and clean.

She witnesses one of Steve's monologues about loving naked bottoms when the subject of one of his videos, Lesbian Spank Inferno, comes up.

She recognized that an American public weary of the Depression would respond warmly to the story of the loving, self-sufficient and determined Ingalls family overcoming obstacles while maintaining their sense of independence, as told through the eyes of the spunky Laura as she matured from ages five to eighteen.

She winds up keeping the secret for a number of reasons: she is embarrassed, Elsie ( Peter's grandmother ) has a heart condition, and she quickly comes to love being a part of Peter's big and loving family.

She organized a group consisting solely of these special mothers, with the purpose of not only comforting each other, but giving loving care to hospitalized veterans confined in government hospitals far from home.

She is tough toward the students because she wants them to succeed, she has a loving smile toward the childlike attributes of her students and is very scary when she is mad.

She emerges as both loving matriarch and wounded adolescent, sentimental and devastatingly clear-eyed.

" She preferred to renounce all social amusements and pleasures so desired by young ladies of her age ... and has devoted her entire life to loving and caring for me ," the Tsar wrote.

She appears to have despaired of loving anything temporal and turned to the eternal, transforming her grief into a passionate spiritual devotion that inspired in her countless songs drenched with separation and longing.

She is very kind and very loving towards all of her friends and neighbours.

She also tells Ill that she has never stopped loving him, but that over time her love has grown into something monstrous.

She must make a choice between two very different men, Devendra ( Dharmendra ), the loving prison doctor, and Bikash ( Ashok Kumar ), a man from her past.

She does occasionally return his interest throughout the series, and in the movie Into the Wild Green Yonder she admits to loving him back.

She later became a drug addict and eventually died of HIV, leaving young David in the care of his loving grandparents.

She added a codicil in 1899 directing that a school building be constructed on the grounds of the Washington National Cathedral property and asked that it be called the Lane-Johnston Building “ to the end that the family names of my husband and myself may be associated with the bequest made in loving memory of our sons .” A codicil of 1903 increased her gift by one third but said that only half the total was to be spent on the building.

She is a loving mother and active swimmer who has left her days of drugs and booze behind.

She has friends and a loving family, and she goes to public school.

She avoids her loving — and overbearing — family, whose successes she seems determined not to emulate, spending most of her time at The Barrel, a local bar at which her best friend, Mahandra, is a cocktail waitress.

She initially declined the position, but during a lunch with Andy Hill, then President of CBS, she mentioned the show and suggested he find a producer who would create a show with " loving, joyful " angels that the audience would have to believe in.