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 was wearing a brown cotton dress, cut across the hips in a way that was supposed to make her look slimmer, a yoke set into the skirt and flaring pleats below.

She was ' hiding ' on the floor of the back seat, the soft curves of her back and hips -- rousing lines.

She was heavily massaged and often slept with cloths soaked in either violet-or cider-vinegar above her hips to preserve her slim waist, and her neck was wrapped with cloths soaked in Kummerfeld-toned washing water.

She sits on ground with her legs folded partly underneath her and a cloth draped around her hips.

She had a small, trim body and a meneo of the hips that kept her full, flounced skirts bouncing.

She also had several amputations due to thromboangiitis obliterans ( Buerger's Disease ), losing toes, a foot, her lower legs and eventually both her legs below her hips.

She covered up her embarrassment by shaking her shoulders and hips.

She daubed at her swimming eyes with a lacy handkerchief and said with obvious emotion: `` That poor boy!!

She even devised a system of colors, whereby the boy could easily distinguish the different note values.

`` She married our baby boy, Bobby Joe, this summer ''.

She had talked her `` boy friend '' into sending her to New York to take a screen test.

She acts as a guide to Hercules and his sidekick, boy genius Amadeus Cho.

She bound Andrew as a boy as an apprentice tailor ; Johnson had no formal education but taught himself how to read and write, with some help from his masters, as was their obligation under his apprenticeship.

She gives birth to a boy, Frank Jr. Jr., and two girls: Leslie, and Chandler.

She wrote of the Americans, " The boy learns to make advances and rely upon the girl to repulse them whenever they are inappropriate to the state of feeling between the pair ", as contrasted to the British, where " the girl is reared to depend upon a slight barrier of chilliness ... which the boys learn to respect, and for the rest to rely upon the men to approach or advance, as warranted by the situation.

She promptly punches the boy in the nose and sulks in the playground.

She played the role of a rich and arrogant girl who falls in love with a poorer boy and later leaves her house to marry him.

She and Marshall had been unable to have children, and when she brought the baby home, Marshall told her that she could " keep him, provided he did not squall ..." Marshall grew to love the boy and wrote that he " never walked the streets of Washington with as sure a certainty as he walked into my heart ", and, as the boy grew older, that he was " beautiful as an angel ; brilliant beyond his years ; lovable from every standpoint.

She beat up a boy in high school who was bothering a younger girl, and also hit a nun.

She noted that the self-sacrifice of Harry's mother, which protects the boy in the first book and throughout the series, was the most powerful of the " deeper magics " that transcend the magical " technology " of the wizards, and one which the power-hungry Voldemort fails to understand.

" She pointed out that she needed to become a boy to do it.

She is present on the night of David's birth but leaves after hearing that Clara Copperfield's child is a boy instead of a girl, and is not seen until David is older and flees to her house in Dover from London.

She imagines that " the quick comedians / Extemporally will stage us, and present / Our Alexandrian revels: Antony / Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see / Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness / I ' th ' posture of a whore.

She very much likes Tom, a boy her age, but when he proposes to her she rejects him (" I don't love yer so as ter marry yer ").

She hints that if Pinocchio does well in school he will become a real boy.

She is taken to Dr. Malfit and then abandoned by the boy after the operation goes wrong.

She has a talking parasol named Perry who transformed from a real boy and can be used as her weapon.

She was overcome by lust for the boy, who was very handsome but still young, and tried to seduce him, but was rejected.

She wrapped herself around the boy, forcibly kissing him and touching his breast.

She also at one point helped settle a dispute between two psychopomps over which one would take a boy into the afterlife ( as he was " born of two jurisdictions ," meaning that his mother was slated to go with one of the psychopomps and his father with another ), and she had to serve as a psychopomp at her mother's death when no official psychopomp would come.