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 was apparently the pioneer in her family because she had no close relatives in this country at that time.

She stared at the pale tracings on the tree, hearing her breath refracted from it, her face close and touching at time the rough edges of the bark.

She seemed to work to grow close to her son in the few days he spent at home, talking to him about some of the more pleasant moments of his childhood and then trying to talk to him about those things in which he alone was interested.

She chose an a cappella arrangement that was close to Edwin Othello Excell's, accompanied by a chorus of amateur singers who were friends of hers.

She was the sister of the socialist activist Max Eastman, with whom she was quite close throughout her life.

She did not lack company, however, as she passed the time with her mother and sister, Beatrice ; and upon meeting Elisabetta Gonzaga, her 18-year-old sister-in-law, the two women became close friends.

She spent her last years in a close personal and professional collaboration with anthropologist Rhoda Metraux, with whom she lived from 1955 until her death in 1978. Letters between the two published in 2006 with the permission of Mead's daughter clearly express a romantic relationship.

She observed the Muslim niceties, taking taxis to and from the office so as not to come into close physical contact with men on the buses.

She became Jesus ' close friend and most prominent during his last days, being present at the cross after the male disciples ( excepting John the Beloved ) had fled, and at his burial.

She paid very close attention to the details, something she had always done in her husband's life.

She learned from a newspaper of the death of Fannie Lou Hamer, once a close friend.

She developed a close friendship with Boas, who took on a role as a kind of father figure in her life – Benedict lovingly referred to him as " Papa Franz "

She also appears to be very close to Captain Archer, and they appear to have some history that predates her posting to Enterprise, but the full nature of their relationship has also yet to be explored.

She suffered from anxiety after the deaths of several close relatives, including her father two years before, which may have led to marital problems.

She is the focal point of the Scooby Gang, as the team initially formed around her responsibilities as the Chosen One, and she is very close to most of its members.

She worries that she is not as close to Oz as she could be.

She wrote to a friend, Charlotte Murchison, in November that year: " Perhaps you will laugh when I say that the death of my old faithful dog has quite upset me, the cliff that fell upon him and killed him in a moment before my eyes, and close to my feet ... it was but a moment between me and the same fate.

She had close relationships with both her mother and father, as well as her siblings.

She was one of Garfield's more influential teachers and remained close friends with him until her death.

She unexpectedly becomes emotionally close with Spike, who has sought out his soul in an effort to prove himself to her.

She did, however, become close friends with a lady-in-waiting named Lady Saishō, and she wrote of the winters that she enjoyed, " I love to see the snow here ".

She emphasized this by explaining how the bond between mother and child is the only earthly relationship that comes close to the relationship one can have with Jesus.

She also developed a mistrust of intelligent older women as a result of her mother's close relationship with the Archduchess Maria Christina, Duchess of Teschen, Marie Antoinette's older sister.

She was also close to her aunt, the Grand Duchess of Mecklenburg-Strelitz ( née Princess Augusta of Cambridge ), and wrote to her every week.

She is portrayed as a bright and kind-hearted girl, very close to her twin sister Mimmy.