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 got to her feet, staggered, and almost fell.

She finally regained her balance and got up in the saddle.

She got so drunk I had to take her home.

She was going to keep on scheming, poking, prodding, suggesting, and dictating until the cops got up enough interest in him to go back to their old neighborhood and ask questions.

She managed a missionary drive for the church once and got the books so confused that old Mr. Webber, the eldest elder, who'd never donated more than five dollars to anything, had to cough up five hundred dollars to avoid a scandal in what Edythe called `` the bosoms of the church ''.

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

She never got on his back.

She has been repaying the debt from her housekeeping budget, and also from some work she got copying papers by hand, which she did secretly in her room, and took pride in her ability to earn money " as if she were a man.

She said yes, and got that necklace back.

She got her knowledge of Troy from the Histoire ancienne jusqu ' à César, and chose an anti-Trojan position.

She joined the Maenads disregarding her pregnancy, and got into labor when she was dragging a sacrificial bull by the horns.

She lost her job on The Dinah Shore Show when, as she said, " We were shooting all night, and into the next day, and time just got away from me, and I didn't realize that I was supposed to be on the set working as Dinah's double on her show, Chevy Theatre.

She tries to escape the cabin, only to get killed by the woods themselves ( in a similar fashion Cheryl got raped in the first film ).

relation to her Witch-Cult theory, She behaved in fact rather like someone who was a fully convinced member of some unusual religious sect, or perhaps, of the Freemasons, but never on any account got into arguments about it in public.

She ended her argument by accusing men of being self-centered, saying, “ man is so selfish that he has got women ’ s rights and his own too, and yet he won ’ t give women their rights.

She easily won her party's nomination, and eventually got 40 % of the votes in the first round of the presidential elections, and 51. 6 % in the second, thus defeating the Centre Party's Esko Aho and becoming the 11th president of Finland.

She got her first taste of singing solo at a fire hall, where she soaked up the crowd ’ s appreciation.

She got her start in supporting roles in The World According to Garp ( 1982 ), The Big Chill ( 1983 ), and The Natural ( 1984 ), which all earned her nominations for Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress.

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 also states she got lost on her way home and she does not look like herself.

When she got into the band, she was dedicated to her music …. She was a lonely girl around New York, just kept herself to herself, for the gig.

She got a second divorce, and she and Bill are actually man and wife.

She got so that after a while everyone else who danced with me looked wrong.

She is later rehired when the substitute teacher got drunk.