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 drank greedily, and murmured, `` Thank you '', as he lowered her head.

She sat down at the table, shaking her head.

She said without turning her head, `` After that rain beating in atop the dust, there isn't a thing that won't be streaked ''.

She was the widow of a writer who had died in an airplane crash, and Mickie had found her a job as head of the historical section of the Treasury.

She stood up, smoothing her hair down, straightening her clothes, feeling a thankfulness for the enveloping darkness outside, and, above everything else, for the absence of the need to answer, to respond, to be aware even of Stowey coming in or going out, and yet, now that she was beginning to cook, she glimpsed a future without him, a future alone like this, and the pain made her head writhe, and in a moment she found it hard to wait for Lucretia to come with her guests.

She lay still on the bed, her head hardly denting the pillow ; ;

She held herself that way and turned her head towards them and laughed and winked.

She must have looked temptingly pretty to the dean as he put the crown on her head.

She dropped her head on her arms on the counter.

She stood for a moment, rain dripping from the trees over her head, thinking of Maude.

She shook her head.

She shook her head.

She shook her head.

She is the head of a research group, which is located in the Weatherall Institute of Molecular Medicine and working on a wide range of biological disciplines encompassing molecular biology, biochemistry, cellular immunology and intracellular neurophysiology.

She rises from the grave and wrestles with Ash, who eventually lops her head off with a shovel.

She becomes Africa's first female elected head of state.

He / She is both the chief of state and head of government and heads the Federal Executive Council, or cabinet.

She has a large stylized flower turned over her head, and the resemblance with the flower picking Persephone and her companions is compelling The depiction of the goddess is similar with later images of " Anodos of Pherephata ".

She was placed in the engineering department, which had no clear department head because the original chief engineer was killed during the trip to the Delta Quadrant ; Captain Janeway eventually promoted Torres to chief engineer based on, now Voyager XO, Chakotay's recommendation.

She referred to archbishop Desmond Tutu, in his capacity as the head of the Truth and Reconciliation commission, as a " cretin ".

She first shaved her head to the scalp, then dressed her in a man's cloak and sandals, and laid her down alone on a mattress in the dark.

She pointed the gun at his head and said, " You go on or die.

Louis B. Mayer, head of the studio, sent a telegram to Al: " She can't sing, she can't act, she can't talk, She's terrific!

She made up her mind to go to the head of the class, and she did.

She is represented as a young woman chained to a throne shaped as a bull's head and has wind-related abilities.