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 a child too much a part of her environment, too eager to grow and learn and experience.

She stirs up even the shiftless to toil ; for a man grows eager to work when he considers his neighbour, a rich man who hastens to plough and plant and put his house in good order ; and neighbour vies with his neighbour as he hurries after wealth.

She was as eager to remove German power from the kingdom of Sicily as was Innocent III.

She was an obedient wife and was adored by Napoleon, who had been eager to marry a member of one of Europe's leading royal houses to cement his relatively young Empire.

She was once again eager for divorce but proceedings were frustrated by James, who she believed her husband had bribed.

She is frequently, however, just as insensitive and selfish as Robert is and just as eager to put Maggie in a home.

She is quite eager to prove herself, making her an excellent agent ; however, this same attribute also causes her to threaten security, as she tasks many unnecessary risks.

Throughout the years, Virginia leads a vicarious life: She is happy when her husband and children are happy ; she makes sure their clothes are in perfect condition while neglecting her own outward appearance ; and she is eager to provide for her children the education she herself has been denied.

She was very determined and always eager to fight and take down the enemy.

She is eager to begin negotiations but he quotes one of the Rules of Acquisition: " Never begin a business negotiation on an empty stomach.

She is also eager to see her daughters splendidly married, and this ambition sometimes blinds her.

After he dies, Tallis for a moment imagines the life she might have had if Luc had survived and if she had married him and come to live with him in Millau: " She imagined the unavailable future-the boulangerie in a narrow shady street swarming with skinny cats, piano music from an upstairs window, her giggling sisters-in-law teasing her about her accent, and Luc Cornet loving her in his eager way.

She said Mike to her was " just an overgrown kid " and, in a reporter's paraphrase, " always eager to help a young fellow on the field a teammate, never pugnacious despite his marvelous build of 190 pounds and six feet in height 5 ' 10 ", and charitable to the extreme.

She was eager to work with Keaton and remarked, " It ’ s never about line counts for me.

She has said the film shoot reenergized and re-inspired her and made her eager to work more often.

She summons him, hoping he will abandon his ambition in return for his life ( which she is eager to grant ).

She is hardworking, diligent, and very eager, and idolizes Rosette as an older sister and mentor.

She struggled just enough to make her admirer more eager, so that if I had not been there, he would have been in danger of carrying his joke a little too far " ( p. 642, Heath ) This is just one of the many examples in which Byrd clearly distinguishes himself as the moral superior of his companions.

She is always eager to talk about dance and even tries to teach Raju some of it.

She sweetly told eager fans who were pressing her for an autograph as she left a restaurant, " Get away, dears.

She recalls that she grew eager to learn English because of her desire to watch her favorite films such as Gone with the Wind without subtitles.

She is eager to leave Leo and their struggling business in the middle of nowhere, a combination trading post and restaurant.

She was eager in the acquisition of knowledge of all kinds to the end of her life ..."

She runs outside, eager to tell Vesper this, but is heartbroken to find him lying dead, surrounded by bluebells.