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

She had been picked up by the Russians, questioned in connection with some pamphlets, sentenced to life imprisonment for espionage.

She escaped, crawled through the usual mine fields, under barbed wire, was shot at, swam a river, and we finally picked her up in Linz.

She smoothed the covers on Scotty's bed and picked things up from the floor.

`` She didn't really say '' -- She glanced away at the floor, then swooped gracefully and picked up one of Scotty's slippers.

She picked her own Middle-Eastern friends from the flock of ardent Egyptians that buzzed around her.

She picked up the baby and nuzzled her fat warm little neck.

She picked up two more Academy Award nominations for Best Actress for her performances in Fatal Attraction ( 1987 ) and Dangerous Liaisons ( 1988 ).

She picked up the pace quickly, but was unable to shake off Gardner, who kept close until the finish line, and the two finished almost simultaneously.

She instilled in him a fondness for liberal thought ; it is probably during this period that Louis Philippe picked up his slightly Voltairean brand of Catholicism.

She picked Pelosi as her designated successor, guaranteeing her the support of the Burtons ' contacts.

She was later picked up on shopping networks around the world, including The Shopping Channel ( Canada ) and Ideal World Shopping ( U. K .).

She is known to be short-tempered and have a gruff exterior, although she is shown to be polite, sensitive, and friendly until she is picked on by the other students.

She had to rely on self-administered chemotherapy using supplies from a daring July cargo drop, then was picked up in an equally dangerous mid-October landing.

She picked up a number of dog-like habits and found it difficult to master language.

She had picked up a rosary in New Orleans during the course of her many moves around the country and started to recite the canticles she had learned at her childhood church in Chicago.

She travelled to Florida with senior FÁS executives, department officials, and her husband, Brian Geoghegan, and was receiving more than € 100-a-day subsistence money from the taxpayer when FÁS picked up her hairdressing bill in a Florida hotel.

She attempted to pass herself off as Saati until Toeni and Hitoshi picked the real one ; like all programs except Saati, she had zero modesty while Saati had modesty to spare.

She was picked by Steven Spielberg to sing " God Bless America " in A. I., although the scene was edited out of the final version of the film.

She picked up old friendships with Djuna Barnes and Gertrude Stein.

She also filmed her own sitcom pilot for CBS, which was not picked up.

She could not have gotten away on her own, but the minstrel performer rushed on stage, picked up her chair, and carried her to safety.

She won gold medals in the shot put and discus throw ( despite having picked up a discus for the first time just a few weeks before the event ), and a bronze medal in the high jump.

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

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 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 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 stood up, pulled the coat from her shoulders and started to slide it off, then let out a high-pitched scream and I let out a low-pitched, wobbling sound like a muffler blowing out.

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 pulled her legs up under her, to rise, her full peasant skirt drawing up her thighs, and Feathertop's music pfffted away.

She would often go up on the roof to see the attendant take down the flag in the evening.

She looked up and saw that, without knowing it, Mrs. Coolidge was holding it aloft.

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 lost not a second, picking herself up and continuing her pilgrimage to Laura.

She was taken up in worry for the reckless old man.

She sprang up and went swiftly to the bedroom.

She swung her eyes up to the blue of the window, her jaws gently mashing the bitter beans.

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 stood up, smoothing her hair down, straightening her clothes, feeling a thankfulness for the enveloping darkness outside, and, above everything else, for the absence of the need to answer, to respond, to be aware even of Stowey coming in or going out, and yet, now that she was beginning to cook, she glimpsed a future without him, a future alone like this, and the pain made her head writhe, and in a moment she found it hard to wait for Lucretia to come with her guests.

She had felt that her arm wanted to go up in the first trial, but had consciously prevented it from so doing.