She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.

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

She glanced around the clearing, taking in the wagon and the load of supplies and trappings scattered over the ground, the two kids, the whiteface bull that was chewing its cud just within the far reaches of the firelight.

She said, and her tone had softened until it was almost friendly.

She had picked up the quirt and was twirling it around her wrist and smiling at him.

She was quick.

She brought up her free hand to hit him, but this time he was quicker.

She regarded them as signs that she was nearing the glen she sought, and she was glad to at last be doing something positive in her unenunciated, undefined struggle with the mountain and its darkling inhabitants.

She was sure she would reach the pool by climbing, and she clung to that belief despite the increasing number of obstacles.

She was bewildered.

She was standing in a thick grove.

She already knew this unwholesome, chilling atmosphere that was somehow grotesquely alive.

She was glad, completely and unselfishly glad, to see that things were working out the right way for both Sally and Dan.

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

She was wearing nothing beneath the coat.

She was standing with her back to the glass door.

She was just not able to break the spell.

She was telling herself that this might just be her reward at the end of a long meaningful search for truth.

Meredith was irritated when the Grafin knocked at his door and told him, `` She is a great beauty!!

She confessed she was unhappy, he asked was it her husband??

She began to explain, `` There was this poet, in Italy '' He interrupted, `` Please don't judge all poets ''.

She was like charcoal, he thought -- dark, opaque, explosive.

She hopes that all will support the contestants from our own community by attending our Pageants and the State Pageant June 17 ; ;

She was born in Fresno on July 17, 1916, and later moved with her divorced mother and her brother and sister to Los Angeles.

She was present at Theodosius ' death on January 17, 395.

She kept 17 others under seal.

She was released again on March 17, 2009.

She chose to undergo a mastectomy rather than a lumpectomy and the breast was removed on October 17, 1987.

She was the tenth sibling of 17 brothers and sisters.

She later received $ 17. 5 million for Miss Congeniality 2: Armed & Fabulous.

She followed up with a victory at the Second Battle of St Albans ( at which she was present ) on 17 February 1461.

She accepted the award on April 17, 2010 at Identities, the Harvard association's annual charity fashion show.

She was 17, he was 22 and they fell in love.

She was the second daughter of José Maria Pinto da Cunha ( 17 February 1887 – 21 June 1938 ) and Maria Emília Miranda ( 10 March 1886 – Rio de Janeiro, 9 November 1971 ).

She is buried in Green-Wood Cemetery, in Brooklyn, New York where her tombstone states: " Mrs. Eliza Gilbert / Died Jan. 17, 1861 ".

At 17 years old, in his journal Sirius, she published her first poem which could be translated as On his hand are many shiny rings, ( 1907 ) signing it ‘ Anna G .’ She soon became known in St Petersburg's artistic circles, regularly giving public readings.

She has held the position of Administrator many times: from 10 to 17 July 2007, 30 September to 12 October 2007, 20 April to 4 May 2008 in the absence of Michael Jeffery, and from 30 July to 6 August 2008, 5 to 19 November 2008, 17 March to 2 April 2009, 7 to 12 June 2010, in the absence of Quentin Bryce.

She strongly advised Mary to accept Maximilian's suit, and marry him immediately ; he arrived in Burgundy on 5 August 1477, and by 17 August had arrived at Ten Waele Castle, in Ghent.

She was brought to Constantinople by Emperor Constantine V on 1 November 769, and was married to his son Leo IV on 17 December.

She died in an extrajudicial killing by forces of the Bolshevik secret police, Cheka, with her family on July 17, 1918.

She was then charged with poisoning her husband, Lord Glamis, who had died on 17 September 1528.

She died in childbed 17 January 1240.

She was admitted to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles on May 17, 1989 for a CAT scan.

She sang in church and local pageants until age 17 when Warnes was offered an opera scholarship to Immaculate Heart College.

She repeated that performance at the 1936 Summer Olympics, aged only 17, winning the 100 m freestyle, 400 m freestyle and the 4 × 100 m freestyle.