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

She came down against him, and he tried to break her fall.

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

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 tried to find some way to draw him out, to help him.

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 dreamed up the cookie recipe, tried it, liked it and entered it in the contest.

She had held to the letter of her contract and didn't come onto the stage until well after 4 p.m., the appointed hour, although the Music at Newport people had tried to get the program underway at 3.

She tried to poison him, but at the last second, Aegeus recognized his sword and knocked the poisoned cup out of Theseus ' hand.

She experimented with various opiates in her early adult years, and tried cocaine at age 19.

She tried applying the plein-air painting techniques used by the Impressionists to her own landscapes and portraiture, with little success.

She also tried to convince Pope Gregory XI to return to Rome.

She tried to flee, but he coiled around her legs and held her arms tightly against her sides as he raped her.

She tried to run away, but the blood of the tree had touched her skin and she found her feet rooted to the spot.

She tried to suppress the book.

She was eventually tried for treason and sentenced to death, being beheaded in February 1587.

She tried to shoot her father with a crossbow after King Henry allowed her two young daughters to be blinded.

She was materially happy in this home, a lot happier than many of the other characters, but when her indigenous family tried to meet her, she was caught in crossfire between her two " families ".

She tried to convince Belldandy to return to Heaven to resolve the bug problem and at the same time with the ulterior motive of alleviating her loneliness.

She had earlier appeared on the October 26, 1931 cover along-side her husband and on the January 3, 1937 cover with her husband as " Man and Wife of the Year )" Both husband and wife were on good terms with Time Magazine senior editor and co-founder Henry Luce, who frequently tried to rally money and support from the American public for the Republic of China.

She tells him that the IRA has tried and convicted him in absentia.

She tried to arrange to have Theseus killed by asking him to capture the Marathonian Bull, an emblem of Cretan power.

She pleaded to her brother to let her return home, but he only sent a few agents who tried to assist in helping her situation and refused to let her return home.

She never let anyone challenge her authority as queen, even though many people, who felt she was weak and should be married, tried to do so.

She fled to England and tried to break her contract with Warner Bros. Davis lost the lawsuit and soon returned to America.