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She thought it would be funny to cast Beatty against type as the Hope part, the bumbler of the duo, while the costar, possibly Dustin Hoffman, would play the self-assured ladies ' man that Crosby usually took.
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She was like charcoal, he thought -- dark, opaque, explosive.
She and her husband had formerly lived in New York, where she had many friends, but Mr. Flannagan thought the country would be safer in case of war.
She thought again of her children, those two who had died young, before the later science which might have saved them could attach even a label to their separate malignancies.
She had done all the things she had promised herself she would do, but she had not thought of this.
She was wearing her dark hair in two, thick braids to attain an `` American Girl '' effect she thought was appropriate to Halloween.
She thought she had great possibilities in the ballet and wanted to show the eminent producer how well she could dance.
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 told police about the prospective tenant she had heard quarreling with her father some weeks before the murders, but she said she thought he was from out of town because she heard him mention something about talking to his partner.
She thought as warm, drizzling rain touched her face.
She eyed the chickens with, if she had known it, something of Glendora's dismal look and thought with a certain fury of the time she had spent on Latin verbs.
She thought she was going to die.
She thought it was sometime during the second week she worked for Stanley.
She thought she was bigger than we are because she came from Torino ''.
She pursed her lips, then clamped them together so tightly that I thought she was angry with me.
She thought.
She had better stay there, Lucy thought ; ;
She is thought to bear the name of the deity who was derived from Libya, where known as Neith, the same source sometimes identified as the parallel for Athene.
She did not believe in the theory of symbiosis proposed by Simon Schwendener, the German mycologist as previously thought, rather she proposed a more independent process of reproduction.
She was sometimes thought of as one of the Pleiades ( and hence a nymph ).
" She also says, " I thought the two had a lot of chemistry.
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She had quarrels with Sartain, who thought Cassatt too outspoken and self-centered, and eventually they parted.
She had already become emotionally attached to Russia and often thought of the huge, remote country that was to have been her home.
She and would
She had offered to walk, but Pamela knew she would not feel comfortable about her child until she had personally confided her to the care of the little pink woman who chose to be called `` Auntie ''.
She would return this symbol to the mountain, as one pours seed back into the soil every Spring or as ancient fertility cults demand annual human sacrifice.
She remembered little of her previous journey there with Grace, and she could but hope that her dedication to her mission would enable her to accomplish it.
She did not pause to consider what she would do if her plan should fail ; ;
She was sure she would reach the pool by climbing, and she clung to that belief despite the increasing number of obstacles.
She had the feeling that, under the mouldering leaves, there would be the bodies of dead animals, quietly decaying and giving their soil back to the mountain.
She could not scream, for even if a sound could take shape within her parched mouth, who would hear, who would listen??
She had to move in some direction -- any direction that would take her away from this evil place.
She began it deliberately, so that none of her words would be lost on him.
She would look at Jack, with that hidden something in her eyes, and Jack would see the Woman and become breathless and a little sick.
She was certain now that it would be no harder to bear her child here in such pleasant surroundings than at home in the big white house in Haverhill.
She would often go up on the roof to see the attendant take down the flag in the evening.
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 would hover over him and, looking like her brother, anxiously watch the progress of Scotty's fork or spoon.
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 would not accept the death of such a little child.
She stood there, a large old woman, smiling at the things she would say to him in the morning, this big foolish baby of a son.
She would rather live in danger than die of loneliness and boredom.
She would have said triumph.
She was personally sloppy, and when she had colds would blow her nose in the same handkerchief all day and keep it, soaking wet, dangling from her waist, and when she gardened she would eat dinner with dirt on her calves.
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.
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