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 musta been walking in her sleep -- you seen her yourself in here ''.

She did, however, sleep in a coffin.

She emerges from the cryonic sleep in an amnesiac state, from which she eventually recovers.

She goes to sleep unsettled, only to awake and learn that what she assumed to be haunting spirits were actually the domestic voices of the servant, Peter.

She died in her sleep on June 1, 1968, at her home, Arcan Ridge, located in Easton, Connecticut.

She concluded that lucid dreams were a category of experience quite distinct from ordinary dreams, and predicted that they would turn out to be associated with rapid eye movement sleep ( REM sleep ).

She even encouraged the king to sleep with her and father more children.

She tells him she's " highly attracted " to him, but he spurns her advances, wanting only sleep.

She did, however, insist that Henry sleep with Catherine in order to produce heirs to the throne.

She cast a spell to put the dragon to sleep, enabling Jason to obtain the Golden Fleece from the oak tree.

She can ’ t sleep and loses touch with reality, as she feels it ’ s November and snaps when Robert corrects her.

She feasted on blood by seducing young men as they slept ( see sleep paralysis ), before drinking their blood and eating their flesh.

She put him into eternal sleep so he may never grow old or die and together they had fifty daughters ( and according to some also a son, Narcissus ).

She was eventually made personal secretary to company president Caleb Smith Bragg, whose frequent lengthy absences from the office allowed her to catch up on the sleep she had lost the previous night when she was out late performing at private parties.

She wants to go back to sleep, rolls over and turns out the light.

" She got very little sleep while that picture was running ," joked Forster.

She reports that Ray is tormented by nightmares and shouts out Hattie's name in his sleep.

She then uses a love potion on Zedd, who is in a deep sleep during his centennial re-evilizer, and he falls in love with her when he wakes up.

She died in her sleep of natural causes on February 27, 1993, at the age of 99 and is interred beside her sister Dorothy at Saint Bartholomew's Episcopal Church in New York City.

She concludes that the fire was most likely accidental, the result of poorly cleaned chimneys and a cook fire in the neighbouring house — a cook fire manned by Marie-Manon, the young panis slave who was the very person who started the rumours about Angélique having said that her owner would not sleep in her bed.

*" She slept a deep sleep.

Such constructions are not actually redundant ( unlike " She slept a sleep " or " We wept tears ") because the object's modifiers provide additional information.

* " She can't hardly sleep " for " She can hardly sleep " ( a double negative, as both " can't " and " hardly " have a negative meaning )