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She and would
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 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 look
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 used to tell me, `` When I stand there and look at the flag blowing this way and that way, I have the wonderful, safe feeling that Americans are protected no matter which way the wind blows ''.
She lay under the covers making jabbing motions with her forefinger telling me where to look for the coffeepot.
She took a good look at herself in the mirror before she turned and, walking with very small steps, started toward the door.
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 eyed the chickens with, if she had known it, something of Glendora's dismal look and thought with a certain fury of the time she had spent on Latin verbs.
She was wearing a brown cotton dress, cut across the hips in a way that was supposed to make her look slimmer, a yoke set into the skirt and flaring pleats below.
She said to Maggie that it was one thing to meet an emergency and another to wallow in it, and it was beginning to look at if this one was going to last forever.
She gave Jim a quick, shape-up look of warning.
She didn't look over thirteen.
She is a closed book, a picture I keep on my bureau, but never look at.
She did not look at him, but he noticed that her face was flushed and her eyes unsteady.
She instinctively regulated her `` sight '' until the skin lost its cratered look and the pores assumed normal proportions.
She states: " Since we do not succeed in fleeing it, let us therefore try to look the truth in the face.
She leans on his shoulder while he pauses from his work to look up at her.
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 ).
She said it was fine, that she knew him, and I said, ‘ It ’ s okay, he ’ s a cartoonist .’ So Johnny gives that classic look and he says, ‘ I knew I should have taken up drawing .’”
She likes to sing and dance, and is often seen to look out for the other Teletubbies.
She took the look and made it her own.
There was a large wen under her chin, and therefore to hide its ugliness she wore a high dress covering her throat ... She was handsome to look at, with a pretty mouth ".
She said, " They didn't even look like people ...
She wrote to her eldest daughter, " I never can, or shall, look at him without a shudder.
She also states she got lost on her way home and she does not look like herself.

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