She had reached a point at which she didn't even care how she looked.

She stared at him, her eyes wide as she thought about what he had said ; ;

She had helped him change his mind.

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 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 seemed to have come such a long distance -- too far for her destination which had wilfully been swallowed up in the greedy gloom of the trees.

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 had to get away from here before this demoniac possession swallowed up the liquid of her eyes and sank into the fibers of her brain, depriving her of reason and sight.

She had been snared here by a vile sensuality that writhed around her throat in ever-tightening circles.

She had to escape.

She had to move in some direction -- any direction that would take her away from this evil place.

She wondered what had taken place in town, between him and his wife.

She had spent too many hours looking ahead, hoping and longing to catch even a glimpse of Dan and finding nothing but emptiness.

She had arrived this morning and come straight to the English Gardens.

She had retreated to this world.

She had touched her face, truly a noble and pure face, only with a lip salve which made her lips glisten but no redder than usual.

She had hated the whole idea before they started.

She had jumped away from his shy touch like a cat confronted by a sidewinder.

She had driven up with her husband in a convertible with Eastern license plates, although the two drivers knew nothing at the moment about that.

She might have been someone he had once loved.

She began to watch a blonde-haired man, also in shorts, standing right at the rear of the wrecked car in the one spot that most of the crowd had detoured slightly.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed again, back in the same position where the snake had found her.

She had the opportunity that few clever women can resist, of showing her superiority in argument over a man.

She said, her voice rising.

She even spoke differently when she was clean, and she was clean now for his departure and her voice clear and rather sharp.

She appeared in several productions in Paris, earning rave reviews for her fine soprano voice.

She also lent her voice to the end credits of The Cat's Meow, singing Henry Creamer and Turner Layton's jazz standard " After You've Gone.

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She co-starred in 1950's The Next Voice You Hear ..., playing a pregnant housewife who hears the voice of God from her radio.

She also did the Swedish voice of Anne-Marie in All Dogs Go to Heaven.

She provided the likeness and voice for Serena St. Germaine in the 2004 video game, James Bond 007: Everything or Nothing.

" She often provides a voice of reason for the town itself, but many of the townspeople are frustrated or contemptuous of her frequent failure to recognize or react correctly to breaches of social norms.

She continued with the play ; but, when Korda moved it to a larger theatre, Leigh was found to be unable to project her voice adequately or to hold the attention of so large an audience, and the play closed soon after.

' So I asked her about the disease ... She explained how it begins with a trembling, which gets more and more noticeable, until later the patient can no longer speak without the voice shaking.

The Prophet focuses once again on Jerusalem: " Woe to the provoking, and redeemed city ... She hath not hearkened to the voice, neither hath she received discipline.

She stayed with Chicken Shack for two albums, during which time her genuine feel for the blues became evident, not only in her Sonny Thompson-style piano playing, but through her authentic " bluesy " voice.

She began a new career in 1963 as a singer and surprised her audiences with the deep, smoky quality of her voice and the many lyrics, which she wrote herself.

She is drinking heavily, has lost her singing voice and much of her looks and spends time with card sharps and con artists.

She also lent her voice to the Oscar-nominated animated feature Persepolis ( 2007 ).

Henry Pleasants, an American classical-music critic, wrote this about her: She has a lovely voice, one of the warmest and most radiant in its natural range that I have heard in a lifetime of listening to singers in every category.

" She frequently used shorter, stabbing phrases, and her voice was harder, with a wider vibrato ", one biographer wrote.

She also guest starred ( as the voice of ' The Queen ') in The Goodies 1980 episode " Goodies and Politics ".

She was appalled by the conditions she witnessed first-hand in the Manchester workhouse: Pankhurst immediately began to change these conditions, and established herself as a successful voice of reform on the Board of Guardians.

She was praised for her elegance, style, and low, " silvery ", beautifully modulated voice.

She hears voices in her head, each one ostensibly the voice of a person in her life, primarily " The Goodwife " or " Goody Burlingame " ( a somewhat Puritanical version of Jessie ), Ruth Neary ( an old college friend ), and Nora Callighan ( her ex-psychiatrist ), both of whom Jessie hasn't spoken to in decades.

She said, " it's wonderful to be in the midst of all this hype about the show, and people enjoying the show so much, and to be totally a fly on the wall ; people never recognise me solely from my voice.

She regularly read to soldiers in the military hospitals and on the front line ; indeed, her later pieces seem to be the voice of those who had struggled and the many she has outlived.