She is attacked and strangled by the First Slayer as the class ignores her cries for help.

She ignores William Dobbin, who courts her for years, and treats him shabbily until eventually he leaves.

She studiously ignores him.

She initially ignores severe headaches and brief episodes of dizziness and double vision, but when she uncharacteristically takes a spill while riding, and then tumbles down a flight of stairs, her secretary / best friend Ann King ( Geraldine Fitzgerald ) insists she see the family doctor, who refers her to a specialist.

She learns later — in Book 83, December 29, 1878 — from her father ( but does not apparently accept his statement, as she ignores it here in her preface ) that she was a full-term baby, suggesting that she was conceived before her parents had married and that all the mystification about her date of birth was intended to cover up that embarrassment.

She berates her sons, particularly Happy, for not helping Willy more, and supports Willy lovingly, despite the fact that Willy sometimes ignores her opinion over that of others.

She confronts Brad angrily and ignores his attempts at explanation, leaving with Jonathan who has arrived just in time to expose Rex as Brad and who takes her back to New York City.

She also ignores Cody, who used to be her favourite.

She ignores him but he catches her interest by boasting that he can lift her.

She is levelheaded, in contrast to Ralph's pattern of inventing various schemes to enhance his wealth or his pride ; in each case, she sees the current one's unworkability, but he becomes angry and ignores her advice ( and by the end of the episode, her misgivings are almost always proven to have been well-founded ).

She thinks he is merely an obscene phone caller, and ignores him.

She follows him, but he ignores her: still obsessed with Emilia.

She loves Abe and hates how he ignores her in order to hook up with Cleopatra.

She behaves more or less like her husband, but ignores the fact they're related to Swamp People.

She warns him to keep away from her daughter and threatens to send him back to juvenile hall if he ignores her warning.

She fights and ultimately ignores a Sitting Ghost, which has “ thick short hair like an animal ’ s coat .” With the help of her peers, she lights buckets of alcohol and oil on fire and sings a song to banish the Sitting Ghost:

She sings about how he ignores her for his writing but she will always be in love with him (" I'm a Part of That ").

She ignores her responsibilities at The Thrift, alienates her friends and coworkers.

She ignores Aloysius's accusations.

She wants go on the swings, but ignores Oobi's warnings about being careful, then falls off and hurts herself.

She tries to find the best in any person or situation, and ignores anything she finds strange.

She ignores, he press ’ s deeper into the silence.

She ignores the obvious sexual implications of her date's compliments to her physical appearance, but accepts them instead as words directed at her as a human consciousness.

She confronts him about the " whore "; he ignores the comment and tells her to make him dinner.

She began to explain, `` There was this poet, in Italy '' He interrupted, `` Please don't judge all poets ''.

She remained squatting on her heels all the time we were there ; ;

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 can remove all knick-knacks within reach.

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 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.

She enjoyed great parties when she would sit up talking and dancing and drinking all night, but it always seemed to her that being alone, especially alone in her house, was the realest part of life.

She had made curtains for all the windows of her little house, and she had kept it spotless and neat, shabby as it was, and cooked good meals for Bobby Joe.

She had done all the things she had promised herself she would do, but she had not thought of this.

She was going to tell Bobby Joe about how mistaken she had been, but he brought one of the cousins home for supper, and all they did was talk about antelope.

She was too young, that was all ; ;

She hopes that all will support the contestants from our own community by attending our Pageants and the State Pageant June 17 ; ;

She also banks into a turn like a fine runabout -- not digging in on the outside to throw passengers all over the boat like many a small cabin cruiser.

She found she could cope with all kinds of problems for which she was once considered too helpless.

She is well-educated and refined, all wildcat and fur, and Union from the muzzle to the crupper ''.

She drew on all her resources of mind and heart to help them -- to make them at home in the world ; ;

She was closely associated with the Founders in all their trials and hardships.

She was closing and within one more bound would have been able to reach the rear end of the bay, but -- and here Jones and Loveless and Ulyate were holding breath for all they were worth -- she never quite caught up that last bound.

She had it all planned out, how she'd do.

She didn't mind working hard, not as if she figured to do anything wrong to live easy and soft -- all she wanted was a chance, where she wasn't marked as what she was.

She was all he had, everything he had, everything he wanted.

She tried to think of his unpredictable actions in the eleven years she had known him and discovered they weren't so many after all.

She glanced at the man nodding beside her, a man with weather cracks furrowed into his lean cheeks, with powdery pale eyes reflecting all the droughts he had seen, reflecting the sky and the drought which must follow now in August -- yes, with eyes predicting the drought and here it was only June, only festival time again and thoughts of Gratt Shafer would not leave her.

She showed no interest at all in the life he had led back home, and it hurt him a little.

She smiled all the way to her wise, sad eyes, and drained her own.