She stood quite still, trying to focus upon a direction in which to turn, a path to follow, a clue to guide her.

She was still hugging the stained coat around her, so I said, `` Relax, let me take your things.

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 was still laughing when I grabbed her and started rolling her on the bed.

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 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 lay still on the bed, her head hardly denting the pillow ; ;

She says later, but still within the opening five minutes, `` I keep thinking of a divorce but that's another emotional death ''.

She was still in the play for pay business when she died, a top trollop who had given the world's oldest profession one of its rare flashes of glamour.

She thought royal status might come her way when, while she was still in Rome, she met Pulley Bey, a personal procurer to King Farouk of Egypt.

She took Glendora to the smokehouse, unlocked it and saw with satisfaction there was still a quantity of hams and sides of bacon, hanging from the smoke-stained rafters.

She was in good health and spirits, but still determined to get the money from Forbes.

She never could fit into a crowd which had known, which still knew and admired Linda.

She still pursued her studies and especially her sewing, under the surveillance of her aunt.

She continued to have hits with " Heartbreaker " ( 1978 ), " Baby I'm Burning " and " You're the Only One " ( both 1979 ), all of which charted in the pop singles Top 40, and all of which also topped the country-singles chart ; 1979's " Sweet Summer Lovin '" became the first Parton single in two years to not top the country singles chart ( though it still nonetheless reached the top ten ).

She still sings in her mother's choir every Christmas at midnight Mass, at St. Mary's Church.

She gave Louis a wedding present that is still in existence, a rock crystal vase, currently on display at the Louvre.

She was not aided by memories of Queen Constance, the Provençal wife of Robert II, tales of whose immodest dress and language were still told with horror.

She was sold to the Si-Fan by Egyptian slave traders while still a child.

She was introduced anonymously while still a teenager in the third book in the series and plays a larger role in several of the titles of the 1930s and 1940s.

She convinces Ashley to come to Atlanta and manage the mill, all the while still in love with him.

She was still alive and unmarried in 1688.

She manoeuvred to have the Norwegian Council recognize him as heir to the throne of Norway, in spite of his not being first in the line of succession, and he was installed as king of Norway in 1389, still with Margaret as his guardian.

She is one of the few actors from the classic era of MGM musicals who is still active in film — a group that includes Mickey Rooney, Debbie Reynolds, Dean Stockwell, Rita Moreno, Margaret O ' Brien, June Lockhart.

She has no empathic abilities, and is a paraplegic with a teenaged daughter, Lori, both of whom still live in Smallville.

She becomes a symbol to Titus of all the freedom that he longs for.

She is the Beynons ' maid, but longs for a more exciting life.

She longs to be Shūichi's girlfriend ever since they went to junior high together.

She wants for a child not only because she longs for one but because during the time that she lives that all a woman could hope for.

She longs for a normal life.

She longs to fall from her pillar.

She longs to be " Somebody " and rushes off to perform.

She is still hunting the Minotaur that escaped in the last book ; she is tiring of fiction, however, and longs to return to her own world and get back her husband Landen, who was removed from time by the evil Goliath Corporation in 1947.

She longs for some adventure to drop out of the sky, and it does.

She longs to exact her revenge and refuses to mourn for the sins and death of Agamemnon or of the townspeople.

She is in a stable relationship with Hugo ( Richard E. Grant ), but longs for more out of life.

She longs for her husband and one night makes up her mind.

She admits that she loves him and longs to see him again.

She longs to see things grow of a season, whether gardens or children ; he looks for the high-return of mine work, despite the dangers ( which are not major factors in the book ) and the irregularity of the work.

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 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.