She swung the quirt again, and this time he caught her wrist and pulled her out of the saddle.

She stood clutching her shawl around her shoulders until he had swung the car onto the road.

She cut the engines and slowly the cruiser swung around on the end of its lines until its bow was pointing into the wind and the cockpit faced toward the shore.

She swung around.

She also fought Wonder Woman at Gorilla City and was tied to her lasso and swung around.

She lay there, making no effort to get back on her feet.

She drank greedily, and murmured, `` Thank you '', as he lowered her head.

She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then sat up, her hands going to her hair.

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

She got to her feet, staggered, and almost fell.

She sat down at the table, shaking her head.

She clung to him, talking to him, and dabbing at her eyes.

She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.

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 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 came down against him, and he tried to break her fall.

She wiped it off with the sleeve of her coat.

She brought up her free hand to hit him, but this time he was quicker.

She finally regained her balance and got up in the saddle.

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 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 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 sat quietly, staring at me from the wide eyes.

She took it grudgingly, her dark eyes baleful as they met his.

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 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 daubed at her swimming eyes with a lacy handkerchief and said with obvious emotion: `` That poor boy!!

She asked him, seeing Juanita's eyes grow bleak.

She looked at the girl speculatively from eyes which had paled with the years ; ;

She smiled at Winston, and he saw the hateful hard glitter in her eyes.

She met my eyes, suddenly angry.

The old gal stared at me with her hard eyes, said, `` She didn't call.

She is the most beautiful thing you ever laid eyes on, and her dancing has a feminine suavity, lightness, sparkle, and refinement which are simply incomparable.

She closed her eyes, remembering the small French cemetery, enclosed by stone walls.

She had black eyes, long and intriguingly tilted, and the way she walked was melody.

She glanced at the man nodding beside her, a man with weather cracks furrowed into his lean cheeks, with powdery pale eyes reflecting all the droughts he had seen, reflecting the sky and the drought which must follow now in August -- yes, with eyes predicting the drought and here it was only June, only festival time again and thoughts of Gratt Shafer would not leave her.

She smiled all the way to her wise, sad eyes, and drained her own.

She did not look at him, but he noticed that her face was flushed and her eyes unsteady.

She had lovely violet-blue eyes ; fine pencilled eyebrows and a clear almost transparent complexion.

She finds favor in the king's eyes, and is made his new queen.

She was said to have had red hair kept in curls, blue eyes, and fair skin and she was very beautiful, intelligent, charming, desirable, elegant, friendly, and gentle, but she was considered to be insane.