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 dedicated her performance to the victims of 9 / 11, and officially started the Demolition Derby.

She died c. 352 / 3.

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 is the niece of Diana Barrymore and the grandniece of Lionel Barrymore, Ethel Barrymore and Helene Costello, the great-great-granddaughter of John Drew and actress Louisa Lane Drew, and the great grandniece of Broadway idol John Drew, Jr. and silent film actor / writer / director Sidney Drew.

She then blocks off the vaulting platform into various twisting and / or somersaulting combinations.

She married John Bass in Braintree on February 3, 1657 / 8 and had seven children.

She is now a magazine / newspaper columnist.

She represented the United States during her foreign trips, which tended to focus on HIV / AIDS and malaria awareness.

She also came from stage acting and had a girlish / whimsical charm to which audiences responded.

She also is what I consider a classic Indian beauty .... her natural, distinctive Indian looks set her apart from many other heroines ( I say heroines because many have yet to learn to act, and cannot justfully be called actresses yet ), she proves that she does not need blatant blond / red highlights, tons of body paint and makeup, blue contacts, and scraps of clothes to look beautiful ... and that the complete following of Western trends isn ´ t worth sacrificing traditional Indian beauty, grace, and respect for popularity ... a mixture of both that remains respectable ... it ´ s quality rather than quantity ( or lackthereof, in the clothes department ).

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

She is the daughter of singer / actor Frank Sinatra, and remains best known for her 1966 signature hit " These Boots Are Made for Walkin '".

Guru Arjan, Nanak V, says, " God is beyond colour and form, yet His / Her presence is clearly visible " ( GG, 74 ), and " Nanak's Lord transcends the world as well as the scriptures of the east and the west, and yet He / She is clearly manifest " ( GG, 397 ).

" This translates to " He / She is not accessible through intellect, or through mere scholarship or cleverness at argument ; He / She is met, when He / She pleases, through devotion " ( GG, 436 ).

She is one of many theologians who identify both as a process theologian and feminist / womanist / ecofeminist theologian, which includes persons such as Sallie McFague, Rosemary Radford Ruether, and Marjorie Hewitt Suchocki.

She said, `` My name is Songau and these girls are Ponkob and Piwen.

She, too, is concerned with `` the becoming, the process of realization '', but she does not think in terms of subtle variations of spatial or temporal patterns.

She was exposing herself to temptation which it is best to avoid where it can consistently be done.

She is not only a trained mathematician and Classicist, but a good architect.

She had stood at the bottom of the stairs, as usual, when Mrs. Coolidge came down, in the same dress that is now in the Smithsonian, to greet her guests.

She has studied and observed and she is convinced that her young man is going to be endlessly enchanting.

She is an aggressive, nervous child.

She said, `` My dear, do you know what Kent House is ''??

She is owned by Ralph H. Kroening, Milwaukee, Wis., who, according to the railbirds, can feel justly proud of her.

She is more like her full brother, Taraday Hanover, but larger.

She is a beautiful filly and likes to trot.

She told the sheep, ' The world is coming to an end '!!

`` She really is a dear little thing '', my mother agreed.

She later divorced Graham, who is believed to have moved to Bolivia.

She is a regular stub and twister, double geered.

She is well-educated and refined, all wildcat and fur, and Union from the muzzle to the crupper ''.

She is even prone to regard the college girl as immature.

She didn't like her stepmother, but nothing is known to have occurred shortly before the crime that could have caused such a murderous rage.

She may well be incapacitated by it when she is confronted with present and future alternatives -- e.g., whether to prepare primarily for a career or for the role of a homemaker ; ;

She said, `` Barney, why is he keeping me here ''??

She mumbled, `` I just know that Chief Moore is out to kill my Tim ''!!

She sees that there is a cup of steaming hot coffee awaiting him and the two chat informally as she presents the rules of the center and explains procedures.

She is in Madame Tussard's Waxworks in London, a princess of the Kiowa tribe and an honorary colonel in many states.