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

She helped him with the dishes, then he brought more water in from the spring before it got dark.

She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.

She saw it then, the distant derrick of the wildcat -- a test well in unexplored country.

She stood up, pulled the coat from her shoulders and started to slide it off, then let out a high-pitched scream and I let out a low-pitched, wobbling sound like a muffler blowing out.

`` She didn't really say '' -- She glanced away at the floor, then swooped gracefully and picked up one of Scotty's slippers.

She just about made me carry her upstairs and then she clung to me and wouldn't let me go.

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 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 then went over them thoroughly giving each a strenuous test in showmanship.

She was then trained on the trot until December 29, hitched to a breaking cart once around the half-mile track and hoppled again.

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

She then described her experience as one in which she first had difficulty accepting for herself a state of being in which she relinquished control.

She retreated by leaving the room when we suggested that our meeting might well terminate right then and there.

She was the John Harvey, one of those Atlantic sea-horses that had sailed to Bari to bring beans, bombs, and bullets to the U.S. Fifteenth Air Force, to Field Marshal Montgomery's Eighth Army then racing up the calf of the boot of Italy in that early December of 1943.

She was Mary Lou Brew then, wide-eyed, but not naive.

She worked as a domestic, first in Newport for a year, and then in South Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, for another year.

She had assumed before then that one day he would ask her to marry him.

She was thirty-one years old then.

She walked restlessly across the room, then back to the windows.

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

She made a face at him and then she laughed.

She threw back a cushion over one of the seats, unlocked a padlock on the chest beneath it, then presently straightened, holding a long knife and a wicked looking spear gun in her hand.

She took postgraduate work at the University of Grenoble in France and then returned to London to work on market research with an advertising firm.

`` She was mighty good to you past times, an' this'll fetch her ''.

She had come to make her peace with the past, and of that past this ancient of the earth was only a kind of shadow.

She got up, standing uncertainly for a moment, then moving aside to let go past her, talking, a group of young men.

She was frank about her life, discussing her financial problems and past run-ins with the law.

She is later described as holding the unique title of " White Phoenix of the Crown " among the many past, present, and future hosts of the Phoenix.

She is described as having heavy blonde hair which fell past her knees, a beautiful complexion, hazel eyes which changed colour, a full, high bosom, and a natural grace which made her appear to " walk on air "; these were the physical attributes that were highly appreciated in Italy during that period.

She surely witnessed an improved Oman since the last time she visited the country as the Sultanate was ranked the most improved nation in the past 40 years ( 1970-2010 ) by the UNDP just a few weeks prior to her visit.

She travels to the past and attempts to hand the past Voyager over to the Vidiians while she takes her past self home, but this attempt is thwarted.

She tells Christine to “ take the spade of intelligence and dig deep to make a trench all around city … Reason will help to carry away the hods of earth on shoulders .” These “ hods of earth ” are the past beliefs Christine has held about male slanderers.

She helps Christine dispel her own self-consciousness and the negative thoughts of past writers.

She is now living well again as her son, the new baronet, has agreed to financially support her ( in spite of her past neglect and indifference towards him ).

She agreed with Bitzer that past responses can indicate what is an appropriate response to the current situation, but Miller holds that, rhetorically, genre should be " centered not on the substance or the form of discourse but on the action it is used to accomplish " ( Miller 151 ).

Here are also more songs about past loves ; his ex-wife Carrie Fisher says in her autobiography Wishful Drinking that the song " She Moves On " is about her.

She ranks as the top artist on the chart with 15 number ones in the past twenty-five years, garnering 27 top ten hits between 1985 and 2001, and 33 consecutive top 40 hits from 1985 through 2004.

She does not give him an immediate answer, afraid to reveal her checkered past, but the next morning, she agrees if he promises to give-up his plan to fight the Plummers.

She adds that beginning the assignment was an " extraordinary risk " for Chagall, as he had finally become well known as a leading contemporary painter, but would now end his modernist themes and delve into " an ancient past ".

She refused to cooperate with health authorities, withheld information about her past, and used different pseudonyms when she changed cities.

She is portrayed as a cunning, manipulative and immoral woman, who uses her beauty and extraordinary intelligence to both maintain her position on the French social hierarchy, but also to avenge herself on anyone who has wronged her in the past.

She was the Mickey's girlfriend in the past.

She seeks employment outside the village, where her past is not known, and secures a job as a milkmaid at Talbothays Dairy, working for Mr. and Mrs. Crick.

She writes to her mother for advice ; Joan tells her to keep silent about her past.

She lived about sixty years later than Helena of Constantinople, the mother of Constantine the Great with whom she has, in times past, been confused.