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

She sat down at the table, shaking her head.

She sat quietly, staring at me from the wide eyes.

She smoothed the skirt, sat down, then stood up and went back to the windows.

She sat down on the nearest, fallen with age and gray with sea-damp, her fingers tracing the indecipherable carved letters padded with green moss.

She sat down and played two slots at once, looking grim, as if bested by mechanical devices, and Owen felt sorry for the lay-sisters depending on her support.

She saw me and sat down beside me, three feet away.

She also sketched President Teddy Roosevelt during her White House visits in 1902, during which " He sat for two hours, talking most of the time, reciting Kipling, and reading scraps of Browning.

She sat on a tripod seat over an opening in the earth.

She paid her fare and sat in an empty seat in the first row of back seats reserved for blacks in the " colored " section.

She sat on a plain wooden throne with a white woolen cushion and did not trouble to choose an emblem for herself.

She became particularly interested in the ideas of Herbert Marcuse and on her return to Brandeis she sat in on his course.

She wrote in her diary on 15 March 1910 that she couldn't understand the family's regard for Rasputin as " almost a saint " when she viewed him as only a " khlyst " Tyutcheva told Grand Duchess Xenia that the starets visited when Olga and Tatiana were getting ready for bed and sat there talking with them and " caressing " them.

She sat in the section where, if a white person was standing, the blacks would have to get up and move to the back.

She sat on the House Armed Services Committee, and was involved in government oversight, passing several procurement reforms.

She then sat drinking cocktails and playing a foxtrot record, " Hula Lou ," over and over for about four hours as she sat watching Kalstedt die.

") This comedy had an immense influence, as regards manipulation of dialogue, upon all subsequent English comedies of repartee, and he who wants to trace the ancestry of Tony Lumpkin and Mrs Hardcastle ( in She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith ) has only to turn to Jerry Blackacre and his mother, while Manly ( for whom Wycherley's early patron, the Duke of Montausier, sat ), though he is perhaps overdone, has dominated this kind of stage character ever since.

She finally sat down in the grotto to take her shoes off in order to cross the water and was lowering her first stocking when she heard the sound of rushing wind, but nothing moved.

She was politically active in her White House years as her husband's closest adviser and sat in on Cabinet and policy meetings.

She then sat rotting until 2005, when she was moved to Warkworth for rebuilding.

She later made a big-budget video for the song " Set It Off ", in which she sat in a locker room as her pubic and armpit hair grew to Rapunzel length.

She was chained in a storeroom for six months, until, as she describes, Jesus sat down at her bedside, and asked her, " Daughter, why hast thou forsaken Me, and I forsook never thee?

She reported that Holliday came back to his room, sat on the bed, wept and said, " that was awful — awful ".

She said, `` I guess the Lord looks out for fools, drunkards, and innocents ''.

She studied it for a long time.

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 could not scream, for even if a sound could take shape within her parched mouth, who would hear, who would listen??

She was glad, completely and unselfishly glad, to see that things were working out the right way for both Sally and Dan.

She was telling herself that this might just be her reward at the end of a long meaningful search for truth.

She set the dipper on the edge of the deck, leaving it for him to stretch after it while she looked on scornfully.

She said, with the solicitude of a middle-aged woman for her only child.

She wrote gay plays about the girls for family entertainments, like `` Oh, What Fun!!

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 was pious, too, once kneeling through the night from Holy Thursday to Good Friday, despite the protest of the nuns that this was too much for a young girl.

She knelt out of reverence for having read the Meditations of St. Augustine.

She left the next day for her teaching job at Princeton, Illinois.

She ended her letter with the assurance that she considered his friendship for her daughter and herself to be an honor, from which she could not part `` without still more pain ''.

She had her reasons for this.

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

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 had done it last year, and the year before, and the year before that, and she, and her people were dependent upon these cans for food.

She should offer substitutes for the temptations which seem overwhelmingly desirable to the child.

She was the only kind of Negro Laura Andrus would want around: independent, unservile, probably charging double what ordinary maids did for housework -- and doubly efficient.

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

She had taken him out of the schoolhouse and closed the school for the summer, after she saw Miss Snow crack Joel across the face with a ruler for letting a snake loose in the schoolroom.

She lay under the covers making jabbing motions with her forefinger telling me where to look for the coffeepot.

She wrote again and now, abandoning for the moment the theme of love, she asked for help in the matter of her career.