: A stern barrier protects Her

Her role is some kind of grandma, but since 1996 in a more stern way.

Her commands originally came from Jack and Lucy-Ann's unfriendly uncle and his stern caretaker, with whom they had to live until Jack and Lucy-Ann were adopted by Mrs. Mannering.

Her light-blue eyes were both gay and stern: their charm and beauty attracted, but the fear they caused so dazzled the bystander that he could neither look nor turn away ... Generally she accompanied her words with graceful gestures, her hands bare to the wrists, and you would say it was ivory turned by some craftsman into the form of fingers and hand.

Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.

Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.

Her form was silhouetted and with the strong light I could see the outlines of her body, a body that an artist or anyone else would have admired.

Her mouth, which had been so much in my thoughts, was warm and moist and tender.

Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.

Her white blond hair was clean and brushed long straight down to her shoulders.

Her thick hair was the color and texture of charcoal.

Her laugh was hard.

Her face was pale but set and her dark eyes smoldered with blame for Ben.

Her name was L'Turu and she told me many things.

( Her account was later confirmed by the Scobee-Frazier Expedition from the University of Manitoba in 1951.

Her mother was a good manager and established a millinery business in Milwaukee.

Her name was Esther Peter.

Her brother Karl was a very gentle soul, her mother was a quiet woman who said little but who had hard, probing eyes.

Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.

Her action was involuntary.

Her name was Mollie.

Her speech was barren of southernisms ; ;

Her quarters were on the right as you walked into the building, and her small front room was clogged with heavy furniture -- a big, round, oak dining table and chairs, a buffet, with a row of unclaimed letters inserted between the mirror and its frame.

Her hair was dyed, and her bloom was fading, and she must have been crowding forty, but she seemed to be one of those women who cling to the manners and graces of a pretty child of eight.

Her voice was ripe and full and her teeth flashed again in Sicilian brilliance before the warm curved lips met and her mouth settled in repose.

Her legs hung down long and thin as she sat on the high stool.

Her father, seeing this, became so frustrated that he attempted to burn down the temple.

Her Peachtree Street home was torn down in 1952.

Her mother called the management to ask for another chance and they told her they had whittled their choice down to ten women, including Chisholm.

Her fairytale marriage to Brad Silver comes crashing down when she realizes that he's unfaithful to her, leading her to reconsider choosing him over Katchoo.

Her life is dedicated to putting me down but I attempt very strongly not to put her down.

Her sister, Maria Josepha, came down with it after visiting the improperly sealed tomb of her sister-in-law ( of the same name ), and died quickly afterwards.

Her ultimate fate, and even her name, have not been passed down to history.

Her requests were repeatedly rejected until she stepped down from office.

Her predecessor, Sir Howard Davies stepped down after controversy regarding the School's links to the Libyan regime.

Her design was inspired by her European ventures, especially from the Italian Renaissance gardens, and consisted of a establishing a sophisticated relationship between the architectural and natural environments, with formal terraced gardens stepping a down steep slope and transitioning to a more naturalistic aesthetic approaching the creek.

Her doctor gives her a sedative to calm her down and help her sleep, but she secretly leaves her country's embassy to experience Rome by herself.

Her grieving husband, ' bowed down and bleeding under the heaviest sorrows and personal distresses ,' buried her thirty feet from the home they shared and planted a lilac tree next to her grave to remember her.

Her down to earth manner endeared her to her people so much that a majority of the Dutch people would soon want Queen Wilhelmina to abdicate in favour of her daughter.

Her husband, John of Gaunt, 1st Duke of Lancaster, built a magnificent palace that was burned down by Wat Tyler's followers in the Peasants ' Revolt of 1381.

Her blood would drip down from the scaffolding and onto the ground which had been made to represent the Evening Star ’ s garden of all plant and animal life.

Her desire and ability to sing came early ; at age seven she was offered her first recording contract, which her father turned down.

Her poems at times take the form of dialogues between such things as earth and darkness, an oak and a man cutting it down, melancholy and mirth, and peace and war.

Her father, Chief Slyhorse Schluyhus, agreed to their marriage as a political alliance, but he stipulated as a condition that Richard must settle down.

Her house and lilac gardens were saved in 1964 from being torn down to make room for an industrial site, and are currently maintained as a state and National Historic Landmark by the Lilac Society.

Her parents had to hide for a while before the commotion died down.

Her break into big-time show business came in February 1955, when she turned down $ 30 to appear on a Swainsboro radio station in order to see Red Foley and a touring promotional unit of his ABC-TV program Ozark Jubilee in Augusta.