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 has been a painter, photographer, collagist ( having invented a number of surrealist collage methods including the " landscapade " and " insect music " which cut-out shapes are placed on the background of a musical score.

She wondered what had taken place in town, between him and his wife.

She softly let herself into the bed, and took her regular side, away from the door, where she slept better because Keith was between her and the invader.

She held Jonathan's letter, his words burning like a brand, and knew suddenly that the bonds between them were severed.

She was a large woman with a frizzled gray poodle cut and a pencil clamped like a bit between her teeth while she hunted and pecked on an old typewriter.

She discovered the quality and depth of her feelings in the wordless transitions between what she could say and what she could not say.

" ( Wills is quoted as saying, " I rode horeseback from the place between the rivers to Childress to see Bessie Smith ... She was about the greatest thing I had ever heard.

She illustrates the interplay between Chinese and English cinema tradition but ultimately suggests that Jen, as the " woman warrior " of the film, overthrows the European patriarchal tradition.

She constantly struggled for perfection, " A perfect technique in anything ," she stated in an interview, " means that there has been no break in continuity between the conception and the act of performance.

She commuted between London to be with her husband, and New York, where she was blacklisted and thus rendered unemployable during the Red Scare of 1919-1920.

She enters into a dialogue, a movement between question and answer, with these allegorical figures that is from a completely female perspective.

He / She then goes back and forth between the parties and encourages them to " give " on the objectives one at a time, starting with the least important and working toward the most important for each party in turn.

She then hurled down bitterness equally between both sides as she walked through the onslaught making men's pain heavier.

She was imprisoned between 1173 and 1189 for supporting her son Henry's revolt against her husband.

She died on 24 March 1603 at Richmond Palace, between two and three in the morning.

She was rescued from the New York Harbor on September 16 with no recollection of the time in between.

She yearns for him to hold her, but young Sally slips between them and the three move together (" Too Many Mornings ").

She observed in the flirtations between the American soldiers and British women a pattern of misunderstandings regarding who is supposed to take which initiative.

She wrote of the Americans, " The boy learns to make advances and rely upon the girl to repulse them whenever they are inappropriate to the state of feeling between the pair ", as contrasted to the British, where " the girl is reared to depend upon a slight barrier of chilliness ... which the boys learn to respect, and for the rest to rely upon the men to approach or advance, as warranted by the situation.

She took into account both the segmental structure ( such as sounds, syllables, phrases ) and the supra-segmental elements ( rhythm, accent, intonation ), and concluded that there was no distinction between what was practiced by the Pentecostal Protestants and the followers of other religions.

She wrote for the IWW between 1916 and 1918.

She appears to have been particularly associated with being ' between ' and hence is frequently characterized as a " liminal " goddess.

She never married and is alleged to have refused a marriage proposal from a gentile on account of her faith – a widely-publicized incident at the time that may have inspired Scott to create the relationship in Ivanhoe between Rebecca and Wilfred.

She was also attracted to the music of more mainstream artists like Olivia Newton-John and The Police, perhaps explaining the contrast in her later music between sweet, melodic " pop " songs and more hard rock oriented material.

" She was a graphic artist and a painter, and — under the name " Alice Bradley Davey " — an art critic for the Chicago Sun between 1941 and 1942.

She believed that the garden varieties were hybrids between true lavender L. angustifolia and spike lavender ( L. latifolia ).