She often entertained the king, trying to relieve him from the state of boredom in which the court often plunged him.

She resigned effective September 30, citing " dysfunctional ” governance and “ shoddy and opaque ” business practices that had plunged the organization into a financial crisis.

She was saved by co-star Sunil Dutt who quickly grabbed a blanket, plunged inside, and rescued her.

She plunged a psi-blade into Dark Xavier, saved New Excalibur, and mysteriously vanished in a flash of light without explanation.

She was out numbered and defeated in a battle between garh and Mandal in the modern Jabalpur District. Rani Durgawati was wounded and she plunged a dagger in her breast and ended her life to save herself from disgrace.

She is located in the circle of the flatterers, plunged in a trench of excrement, having been consigned there, we are told by Virgil, for having uttered to her lover that she was " marvellously " fond of him.

She won the Kerera assembly seat as the party's candidate and plunged headlong into state politics.

She was plunged into a state of darkness in which she saw nothing but what was horrible in herself and all around her.

She and the surviving Hiders had escaped through their own portal machine just before Tommy plunged the Sphere into the sun.

She bluffed some details about Chase's past to keep Geoffrey from sacrificing Chase and Geoffrey fell for the bluff, but plunged his dagger into Gert's stomach instead.

:" Margaret ( a slave ) had become so excessively negligent and indifferent to her duties … that Carrie ( Caroline Holmes White, Emma's sister ) asked Isaac to punish her ... He ... after dark took her to an extreme end of the garden, intending to reprimand her and with a light strap gave her two or three cuts across her shoulders ... She tore away ... and sprang into the creek … she plunged head foremost ... Mr. Bull had the creek dragged unsuccessfully ... and the current must have swept the body out ... She had ( said ) a few days ago that if she was ever touched again she would drown or kill herself … But none dreamed of such a demoniac temper ... It put poor Isaac nearly crazy, for he blamed himself as ... undue severity ... Poor fellow, to have his peace of mind destroyed by the blind rage of such a creature is too dreadful.

She lay there, making no effort to get back on her feet.

She brought the quirt down, slashing it across his cheek, and he tried to step back.

She would return this symbol to the mountain, as one pours seed back into the soil every Spring or as ancient fertility cults demand annual human sacrifice.

She had the feeling that, under the mouldering leaves, there would be the bodies of dead animals, quietly decaying and giving their soil back to the mountain.

She thrust forward through the shadows and the trees that resisted her and tried to fling her back.

She jerked the coat back on and squeezed it around her again, but not soon enough.

She was standing with her back to the glass door.

She drank and pushed back her gingham bonnet to wet a kerchief and wipe her face.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed again, back in the same position where the snake had found her.

She was nude to the waist and her tumbled abundance of black hair did not conceal the knife slashes on her back.

She came back the other day to reassure me.

She had even steeled herself to keep Juanita upstairs in the nurse's room off the empty nursery, although the girl tried to insist on moving back to the quarters to spare Kate remembrance of the baby's death.

She looked back toward the schoolroom.

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 had begun to turn back toward the house, but his look caught her and she stood still, waiting there for what his expression indicated would be a serious word of farewell.

She walked back to the house and entered, feeling herself returning, sensing some kind of opportunity in the empty building.

She went into the living room and turned on three lamps, then back into the kitchen where she turned on the ceiling light and the switch that lit the floods on the barn, illuminating the driveway.

She felt the look and looked back because she could not help it, seeing that he was neither as old nor as thick as she had at first believed.

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 went in to get the hamburgers, and I switched on the device again and kept the signal from Dowling's car coming in steady and clear until I saw her starting back with the hamburgers.

She measured the distance from where they stood to the men and the gun, measured the distance from the men to the back room.

She tore open the back door.

She could easily understand why the two men had been startled to find a strange girl in the back seat of their car ( she had figured that out ), but she couldn't understand their subsequent actions.

She wouldn't go back to New York as Maude suggested ; ;

She thrust the envelope back in the bag ; ;

She crouched aside as bullets beat at the portal, chewing into the planks.

She locked the ignition, removed the keys, stepped out of the car and went into the house.

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 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 asked, taking him and Juanita into the parlor where the shutters were closed against the afternoon sun.

She turned and walked stiffly into the parlor to the dainty-legged escritoire, warped and cracked now from fifty years in an atmosphere of sea spray.

`` She didn't mention bringing Myra '', Mark said, maneuvering the car into the next lane.

She stood still over the leg of lamb, rubbing herbs into it, quite suddenly conscious of a nausea in her stomach and a feeling of wrath, a sensation of violence that started her shivering.

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 patronized Greenwich Village artists for awhile, then put some money into a Broadway show which was successful ( terrible, but successful ).

She was biting into a small red radish ; ;

She had talked her `` boy friend '' into sending her to New York to take a screen test.

She quickly moved into cafe society, possibly easing her conscience by talking constantly of her desire to be in show business.

She took refuge on a tongue of land extending into a gully, crouched at the base of a thorn tree, and waited for them to come up.

Here '' -- She thrust a bundle of keys strung on a thick red cord into Sarah's hand.

She went downstairs and received another curious shock, for when Glendora flapped into the dining room in her homemade moccasins, Sarah asked her when she had brought coffee to her room and Glendora said she hadn't.

She paused at the kitchen door, caught her breath, told herself firmly that the opium was only an attempt to frighten her and went into the kitchen, where Glendora was eyeing the chickens dismally and Maude was cleaning lamp chimneys.

She was wearing a brown cotton dress, cut across the hips in a way that was supposed to make her look slimmer, a yoke set into the skirt and flaring pleats below.

She slapped the receiver into its holder and stepped away.

She wanted him to get into trouble.

She cut the engines and slowly the cruiser swung around on the end of its lines until its bow was pointing into the wind and the cockpit faced toward the shore.

She pushed wartorn and poverty-stricken nations into prosperity, but she failed to lead them into unity and world peace.