She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.

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

She glanced around the clearing, taking in the wagon and the load of supplies and trappings scattered over the ground, the two kids, the whiteface bull that was chewing its cud just within the far reaches of the firelight.

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 was quick.

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

She regarded them as signs that she was nearing the glen she sought, and she was glad to at last be doing something positive in her unenunciated, undefined struggle with the mountain and its darkling inhabitants.

She was sure she would reach the pool by climbing, and she clung to that belief despite the increasing number of obstacles.

She was bewildered.

She was standing in a thick grove.

She already knew this unwholesome, chilling atmosphere that was somehow grotesquely alive.

She was glad, completely and unselfishly glad, to see that things were working out the right way for both Sally and Dan.

She was still hugging the stained coat around her, so I said, `` Relax, let me take your things.

She was wearing nothing beneath the coat.

She was standing with her back to the glass door.

She was just not able to break the spell.

She was telling herself that this might just be her reward at the end of a long meaningful search for truth.

Meredith was irritated when the Grafin knocked at his door and told him, `` She is a great beauty!!

She confessed she was unhappy, he asked was it her husband??

She began to explain, `` There was this poet, in Italy '' He interrupted, `` Please don't judge all poets ''.

She was like charcoal, he thought -- dark, opaque, explosive.

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 softly let herself into the bed, and took her regular side, away from the door, where she slept better because Keith was between her and the invader.

She had never sung better.

She was married to him for better or for worse.

She would have been better off if she had stuck to her Bible.

She had better stay there, Lucy thought ; ;

She made better pictures than any book he'd read, but he didn't say so.

She had, of course, been exposed to and enjoyed a music appreciation course which had included the better known classical works such as `` Tristan und Isolde '', `` Candide '', `` Oklahoma '', `` Nozze de Figaro '', the atomic age singers, Eileen Farrell, Elvis Presley and Geraldine Todd, as well as the curious rhythmic progressions of the Venusians, Capellan visual chromatics and the sonic concerti of the Altairians.

She was a better ally than the chief alternative, Mary, Queen of Scots, who had grown up in France and was betrothed to the Dauphin of France.

She described this condition in 1978 Estimates of the prevalence of this rare disorder have ranged from 1: 20, 000 to 1: 40, 000 births, though the incidence may be found to be greater as the syndrome becomes better recognized and new genetic evidence is discovered.

Prescriptivist translations fare only slightly better (" She does not realize that she is not to eat meat ").

She had better luck at other studios in Hollywood, appearing in supporting roles in a string of films, including Abe Lincoln in Illinois ( as Mary Todd Lincoln ), Dr. Ehrlich's Magic Bullet ( as Mrs. Ehrlich ) and Action in the North Atlantic, in the early 1940s.

She happens upon the monk Rustico, and he deflowers her under the pretense of teaching her how to better please God.

She also dissected modern animals including both fish and cuttlefish to gain a better understanding of the anatomy of some of the fossils with which she was working.

She tells Helen she would be better off if he were dead.

She could read and write a little, but was much better at needlework and household management, which were considered much more necessary for women.

She states that " ope literally opens us up ... removes the blinders of fear and despair and allows us to see the big picture thus allowing us to become creative " and have " elief in better future ".

She was encouraged by the United States government as part of President Roosevelt ’ s Good Neighbor policy, designed to strengthen links with Latin America and Europe ; it was believed that in delivering content like hers, the policy would be better received by the American public.

She gestures a height that is obviously a few inches higher than the illusion is capable of producing, demonstrating that subtleties can often cause a spectator's interpretation of an effect to be better than the effect itself.

She orders him to behave better and reduces his retinue.

She later told him, regarding his maiden speech, that he " really must do better than that ".

She came to prominence in the early 1950s with the novelty hit " Come On-a My House " written by William Saroyan and his cousin Ross Bagdasarian ( better known as David Seville, the father figure of Alvin and the Chipmunks ), which was followed by other pop numbers such as " Botch-a-Me " ( a cover version of the Italian song Ba-Ba-Baciami Piccina by Alberto Rabagliati ), " Mambo Italiano ", " Tenderly ", " Half as Much ", " Hey There " and " This Ole House ", although she had success as a jazz vocalist.

She does not fare much better at Thomas Ewen High School ; she has been a social outcast since first grade, and has been the focus of bullying due to her religious beliefs, her outdated clothing and her plain appearance.

She tells Shane that they would be better off if there weren't any guns in the valley, including his.