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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.
She said.
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.

She and she
She had reached a point at which she didn't even care how she looked.
She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.
She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.
She showed her surprise by tightening the reins and moving the gelding around so that she could get a better look at his face.
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 remembered little of her previous journey there with Grace, and she could but hope that her dedication to her mission would enable her to accomplish it.
She regarded them as signs that she was nearing the glen she sought, and she was glad to at last be doing something positive in her unenunciated, undefined struggle with the mountain and its darkling inhabitants.
She did not pause to consider what she would do if her plan should fail ; ;
She was sure she would reach the pool by climbing, and she clung to that belief despite the increasing number of obstacles.
She wished that she could talk to her mother about it.
She confessed she was unhappy, he asked was it her husband??
She set the dipper on the edge of the deck, leaving it for him to stretch after it while she looked on scornfully.
She quickly exploited the exalted position she now occupied, by harassing the disorganized males and even putting many of them to death.
She softly let herself into the bed, and took her regular side, away from the door, where she slept better because Keith was between her and the invader.
She came from Ohio, from what she called a `` small farm '' of two hundred acres, as indeed it was to farmer-type farmers.
She, too, is concerned with `` the becoming, the process of realization '', but she does not think in terms of subtle variations of spatial or temporal patterns.
She could not resist the opportunity `` of showing her superiority in argument over a man '' which she had remarked as one of the `` feminine follies '' of Sara Sullam ; ;
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 read everything else she could get her hands on, including an article ( she thinks it was in the Atlantic Monthly ) by Mark Twain on `` White Slavery ''.

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