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She was rested and could mount a charge.
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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 and rested
She founded a movement which she named Suridealism to indicate the conceptual foundation on which it rested.
She and could
She showed her surprise by tightening the reins and moving the gelding around so that she could get a better look at his face.
She remembered little of her previous journey there with Grace, and she could but hope that her dedication to her mission would enable her to accomplish it.
She could not scream, for even if a sound could take shape within her parched mouth, who would hear, who would listen??
She wished that she could talk to her mother about it.
She realized I'd have to notify the police, but fervently hoped I could avoid mentioning her name.
She even devised a system of colors, whereby the boy could easily distinguish the different note values.
She could not resist the opportunity `` of showing her superiority in argument over a man '' which she had remarked as one of the `` feminine follies '' of Sara Sullam ; ;
She read everything else she could get her hands on, including an article ( she thinks it was in the Atlantic Monthly ) by Mark Twain on `` White Slavery ''.
She could not face coffee or tea without milk, and was always craving types of food that were not available aboard a sailing ship.
She ended her letter with the assurance that she considered his friendship for her daughter and herself to be an honor, from which she could not part `` without still more pain ''.
She was wise enough to realize a man could be good company even if he did weigh too much and didn't own the mint.
She could act and she could write.
She was not a girl, he could see.
She thought again of her children, those two who had died young, before the later science which might have saved them could attach even a label to their separate malignancies.
She felt the look and looked back because she could not help it, seeing that he was neither as old nor as thick as she had at first believed.
She also taught them to sing `` I wish I could shimmy like my sister Kate ''.
She could see that Mr. Gorboduc was intrigued ; ;
She found she could cope with all kinds of problems for which she was once considered too helpless.
She thought she had great possibilities in the ballet and wanted to show the eminent producer how well she could dance.
She could do no wrong at the tables that time.
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 snarled terribly but intuition told him, again, that she was bluffing, and he could see that half her attention was distracted by the dogs.
She whirled and faced him, roaring terribly, and Ulyate, watching through the leaves, could not understand why she did not charge and obliterate him, because he wouldn't have much of a chance of getting away, in that thick growth, but she seemed just a trace uncertain ; ;
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