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She said, " I have buried my angel and with him my happiness.
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She stared at him, her eyes wide as she thought about what he had said ; ;
She said, `` I guess the Lord looks out for fools, drunkards, and innocents ''.
She said, and her tone had softened until it was almost friendly.
`` She won't change her mind '', Brannon said.
She was still hugging the stained coat around her, so I said, `` Relax, let me take your things.
She said incredulously.
She said without turning her head, `` After that rain beating in atop the dust, there isn't a thing that won't be streaked ''.
She said, `` My name is Songau and these girls are Ponkob and Piwen.
She said, her voice rising.
She said, with the solicitude of a middle-aged woman for her only child.
She said with intense feeling: `` Come near, let me feel your arms.
She daubed at her swimming eyes with a lacy handkerchief and said with obvious emotion: `` That poor boy!!
She regretted what she described as the `` unwarrantable & unnecessary '' check to their friendship and said that she felt that they understood one another perfectly.
She had, she said, heard that the plant was closing.
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She said, `` I notice the girl from across the street hasn't bothered to phone or visit ''.
She said, `` Do you think you'll miss school ''??
She said, `` My dear, do you know what Kent House is ''??
She never said a word about the fifty dollars.
She would have said triumph.
`` She didn't mention bringing Myra '', Mark said, maneuvering the car into the next lane.
She had surprised Hans like she had surprised me when she said she'd go, and then she surprised him again when she came back so quick like she must have, because when I came in with the snow she was there with a bottle with three white feathers on its label and Hans was holding it angrily by the throat.
She said to the saleslady, `` I want a dress to put on around the house ''.
She said it was after she returned from her vomiting spell in the back yard that Mrs. Borden told her to wash the windows.
She told police about the prospective tenant she had heard quarreling with her father some weeks before the murders, but she said she thought he was from out of town because she heard him mention something about talking to his partner.
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`` I '' -- She broke off, frowning.
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 realized I'd have to notify the police, but fervently hoped I could avoid mentioning her name.
She wrote in her journal, `` I have not heard the least profane language since I have been on board the vessel.
She used to tell me, `` When I stand there and look at the flag blowing this way and that way, I have the wonderful, safe feeling that Americans are protected no matter which way the wind blows ''.
She entreated me to see a doctor, and when I refused, brought one out to see me.
She asked if I had other advice and, heady with success, I rushed it in, I hope not too late.
She got so drunk I had to take her home.
She was still laughing when I grabbed her and started rolling her on the bed.
She gave the nastiest laugh I ever heard.
She it was who had looked to see if I was wearing shoes upon learning that I couldn't drive.
She also taught them to sing `` I wish I could shimmy like my sister Kate ''.
She looked confused at this, and I felt sure it had been a wrong response for me to make.
She says later, but still within the opening five minutes, `` I keep thinking of a divorce but that's another emotional death ''.
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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 didn't have the heart.
She might have been someone he had once loved.
She was the opposite of everything she should have been -- a positive pole in a negative home, a living reaction of warmth and kindness to the harsh reality of her father.
`` She wants you and Barbara to have dinner with her tomorrow night ''.
She usually wore weeds, and a stranger watching her board a train might have guessed that Mr. Pastern was dead, but Mr. Pastern was far from dead.
She thought again of her children, those two who had died young, before the later science which might have saved them could attach even a label to their separate malignancies.
She ascribed her delight with both experiences to the effect they seemed to have of temporarily removing from her the controls which she felt so compulsively necessary to maintain even when it might seem appropriate to relax these controls.
She teamed up with another beauty, whose name has been lost to history, and commenced with some fiddling that would have made Nero envious.
She later divorced Graham, who is believed to have moved to Bolivia.
She must have looked temptingly pretty to the dean as he put the crown on her head.
She didn't like her stepmother, but nothing is known to have occurred shortly before the crime that could have caused such a murderous rage.
She would have been taking more than a fair risk of being seen and recognized during her travels.
She whirled and faced him, roaring terribly, and Ulyate, watching through the leaves, could not understand why she did not charge and obliterate him, because he wouldn't have much of a chance of getting away, in that thick growth, but she seemed just a trace uncertain ; ;
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 might have been talking to some of her friends about her husband if they've been having any trouble ''.
She refused to have a doctor, insisting there was nothing a doctor could do for her.
She might, conceivably, have brought one in in a large-enough suitcase.
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