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She and sounded
She sounded as though they already existed.
She sounded a little like a redhead.
I didn't relate to Sharon Tate as being anything but a store mannequin ... sounded just like an IBM machine ... She kept begging and pleading and pleading and begging, and I got sick of listening to her, so I stabbed her.
She hated the name Crawford, saying it sounded like " crawfish ".
She also asked him to change his first name to Cherif as it sounded more " American ".
She is most commonly referred to simply as " Trillian ", a modification of her birth name, which she adopted because it sounded more " space-like ".
She believed that the death knell of paramour rights was sounded by the trial of Ruby McCollum, a black woman who murdered her white lover, Dr. C. Leroy Adams, in Live Oak, Florida, in 1952.
She then sounded a blast with her prillarhorn ( a ram's horn ), and the Battle of Kringen began.
She married and divorced Ted Bailey, keeping his last name because she thought it sounded more American than Rinker.
She had previously been sounded out about the job in 1997, after Michael Jackson's departure, but had turned down the opportunity as she felt she was then not yet experienced enough.
She has landed a number of high-profile auditions over there, including trying for a role in the film Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen and she has reportedly been sounded out regarding several high-profile shows in Australia.
She sounded very sprightly on the jump blues Be-Baba-Leba ( Philo, 1945 ) and Million Dollar Secret ( Modern, 1950 ).
She complained that white women sounded like they were " sleepwalking " through their performances.
She later commented that some of the Chinese dialects sounded " as strange to me as Gaelic.
" She replied that the name sounded " too sissified " and suggested Mickey Mouse instead.
She wrote that being called Mrs. Elvis Presley sounded better than live-in Lolita, teen heartthrob or the other labels given her in the past by some of the press.
She also said that the song sounded more American than the other songs on the album.
She first heard no movement inside, then a noise that sounded like footsteps on the stairs.
She declared that the noisy, metallic guitar breakdown of the song symbolised what waiting sounded like in the brain of all those who had waited.

She and so
She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.
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 must be cautious so as not to alert the scheming forest.
She began it deliberately, so that none of her words would be lost on him.
She was still hugging the stained coat around her, so I said, `` Relax, let me take your things.
She was so beautiful with her rosy mouth and haughty air that she had to be wicked.
She got so drunk I had to take her home.
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 would sometimes even get a little hard on you, she took you so seriously.
She made General Burnside's horse's belly do so funny when it was upside down.
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 had felt that her arm wanted to go up in the first trial, but had consciously prevented it from so doing.
She did not go so far as to say, as was done on other occasions, that Abstraction as well as Impressionism were a Russian invention that had been discarded as unwanted by the people of the U.S.S.R.
She seemed so anxious to go on the stage that some of her friends in the cocktail circuit set up a practical joke.
She spoke also with deep thankfulness of the many individuals and agencies whose interest and efforts through the years had made the work so fruitful in results.
She wouldn't be going to get that for an hour or so after Katya had left, go do the daily shopping.
She had swished away, she had been gone for a long time probably when Sarah suddenly realized that she ought to stop her, pour out the coffee, so no one would drink it.
She tried to think of his unpredictable actions in the eleven years she had known him and discovered they weren't so many after all.
She was generous with her encores and the audience was equally so with its cheers and applause and flowers.
She was so heavy that Maggie's arms shook from lifting her and taking care of her.
She was so beautiful, so valiant, so pitiable.
She pursed her lips, then clamped them together so tightly that I thought she was angry with me.

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