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" She would expound on her strong opinions on most subjects, but rarely provided a factual basis for these views.
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She had offered to walk, but Pamela knew she would not feel comfortable about her child until she had personally confided her to the care of the little pink woman who chose to be called `` Auntie ''.
She would return this symbol to the mountain, as one pours seed back into the soil every Spring or as ancient fertility cults demand annual human sacrifice.
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 did not pause to consider what she would do if her plan should fail ; ;
She was sure she would reach the pool by climbing, and she clung to that belief despite the increasing number of obstacles.
She had the feeling that, under the mouldering leaves, there would be the bodies of dead animals, quietly decaying and giving their soil back to the mountain.
She could not scream, for even if a sound could take shape within her parched mouth, who would hear, who would listen??
She had to move in some direction -- any direction that would take her away from this evil place.
She began it deliberately, so that none of her words would be lost on him.
She would look at Jack, with that hidden something in her eyes, and Jack would see the Woman and become breathless and a little sick.
She was certain now that it would be no harder to bear her child here in such pleasant surroundings than at home in the big white house in Haverhill.
She would often go up on the roof to see the attendant take down the flag in the evening.
She gave me the names of some people who would surely help pay for the flowers and might even march up to the monument with me.
She would hover over him and, looking like her brother, anxiously watch the progress of Scotty's fork or spoon.
She was the only kind of Negro Laura Andrus would want around: independent, unservile, probably charging double what ordinary maids did for housework -- and doubly efficient.
She would not accept the death of such a little child.
She stood there, a large old woman, smiling at the things she would say to him in the morning, this big foolish baby of a son.
She and her husband had formerly lived in New York, where she had many friends, but Mr. Flannagan thought the country would be safer in case of war.
She would rather live in danger than die of loneliness and boredom.
She would have said triumph.
She was personally sloppy, and when she had colds would blow her nose in the same handkerchief all day and keep it, soaking wet, dangling from her waist, and when she gardened she would eat dinner with dirt on her calves.
She had begun to turn back toward the house, but his look caught her and she stood still, waiting there for what his expression indicated would be a serious word of farewell.
She and expound
She finds it hypocritical that a college professor could question the very system that offers him employment and gives him an academic platform to expound his views.
She and on
She lay there, making no effort to get back on her feet.
She jerked the coat back on and squeezed it around her again, but not soon enough.
She went on:
She placed her palms, fingers outspread, on the desk in an odd gesture as if to say, `` Now, what next ''??
She set the dipper on the edge of the deck, leaving it for him to stretch after it while she looked on scornfully.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed again, back in the same position where the snake had found her.
She munched little ginger cakes called mulatto's belly and kept her green, somewhat hypnotic eyes fixed on a light-colored male who was prancing wildly with a 5-foot king snake wrapped around his bronze neck.
She was nude to the waist and her tumbled abundance of black hair did not conceal the knife slashes on her back.
She remained squatting on her heels all the time we were there ; ;
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 wrote in her journal, `` I have not heard the least profane language since I have been on board the vessel.
She kept the dolls on the Lincoln bed.
She opened the boxes with a tear in her eye and a sad smile on her face.
She had to clean the glass on the display cases in the butcher shop, help her brother scrub the cutting tables with wire brushes, mop the floors, put down new sawdust on the floors and help check the outgoing orders.
She smoothed the covers on Scotty's bed and picked things up from the floor.
She had even steeled herself to keep Juanita upstairs in the nurse's room off the empty nursery, although the girl tried to insist on moving back to the quarters to spare Kate remembrance of the baby's death.
She came to the ballroom and stood on the two carpeted steps that led down to it.
She was still laughing when I grabbed her and started rolling her on the bed.
She was told by the manservant who opened the door that his lordship was engaged on work from which he had left strict orders he was not to be disturbed.
She signed the letters quickly, stamped them, and placed them on the hall table for Raphael to mail in town.
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