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doc#140 | of her attempt to preserve her balance, | she | fell, bruising her arm on a naked stone |
doc#137 | death song. She was carrying a quirt, and | she | started to raise it, then let it fall again |
doc#112 | illuminated. At the beginning of the play | she | has partial illumination and at the end |
doc#140 | a stray thought -- of the type to which | she | was frequently subject these days -- that |
doc#141 | goin' to say somethin'"? Then, helpfully, as | she | merely stared at him in weary silence, |
doc#145 | lick. </p><p> "They ain't even in sight"! | she | replied. </p><p> By then Hez could see for |
doc#113 | it is an honest feeling, then why should | she | not yield to it? "Most often", she says |
doc#140 | and human time. At one and the same time, | she | was within it but still searching for the |
doc#148 | for we both kept our distance. </p><p> When | she | appeared at the store to help out for a |
doc#140 | unafraid in order to prove to the mountain that | she | was in earnest. </p><p> The forest took on |
doc#140 | clung and caressed. </p><p> Every movement | she | made seemed unnecessarily noisy. Twigs |
doc#133 | , but I used to work on a ranch. Sharon, | she | 's cooked in a restaurant. We'll work hard |
doc#140 | The forest had become an alien world where | she | strove, alone, unprotected, unguided, to |
doc#75 | Ann Olsen, awaited. </p><p> She said, when | she | learned Jackie was heading home: "I'm just |
doc#140 | of the car and went into the house. Here, | she | dropped the keys on a small table beside |
doc#137 | and smiled, and he wasn't quite sure what | she | meant by it. </p><p> "You own this place" |
doc#137 | you want to see" -- </p><p> "Never mind", | she | said sternly. "It wouldn't matter to my |
doc#148 | felt that her eyes were undressing me as if | she | were a painter and I a nude model. I dismissed |
doc#145 | the first carefree, dreamless sleep that | she | had known since they dropped down the canyon |
doc#140 | at her slacks; tree branches snapped as | she | pushed them ruthlessly away from her. </p> |