Example sentences of "[noun sg] she [vb past] [prep] [adj] " in BNC.

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1 A contemporary newspaper account stated that ‘ as the Abergavenny was laden with an immense quantity of porcelain ware and 27,000 ounces of silver she sank with unusual speed ’ .
2 When visiting us in the early stages of Christian Aid she listened with obvious incredulity to our talk about the hours we would spend in Church on the books .
3 As she hung the waterproofs in the locker she remembered with vivid clarity how his gaze had met hers after Giles had been led away by the stewards .
4 She was last seen alive on Tuesday evening after calling time at the pub she managed for Warrington-based Walker 's Brewery ,
5 That will and skill she showed in large measure .
6 Curling up beneath the window she sank into gorgeous oblivion .
7 With a helpless sigh she stared into deep grey eyes that seemed to see too much .
8 For example , Katy Simmonds of the Oxford Polytechnic has described a technique she used with 12-year-old children with specific reading difficulties .
9 The structure of the work takes the form of a dialogue between an ‘ autobiographizing ’ narrator persona and an interrogative voice which raises reservations about the validity of the whole enterprise : at various points throughout the text statements and versions of events are contradicted and contested , thus inscribing the anticipated response of the reader in a manner reminiscent of the technique she used to great effect in her previous book , L'Usage de la parole ( 1980 ) .
10 Without too much difficulty she put on fresh undies and a cotton shirt-waister , then sat in an easy chair by the open window to eat her lunch .
11 So she begged Jack to let her go for a swim , as it was so hot that day , out to the reef , where she could find the weed she needed in fresh , young supply .
12 ‘ Yes , ’ she agreed , with an uneasy tug at the collar of the coral-pink shirt she wore with well-cut though much washed jeans .
13 With a hoarse cry she went into violent climax , her body possessed by the pulse that roared in her ears , her heart , her stomach , her thighs and made her limbs spasm and twist in ecstasy beneath him — no longer human , no longer conscious , no longer caring about anything except the dark flood of pleasure that rushed through her and shook her till she rattled and writhed to a hot , pulsing oblivion on his body .
14 With the end of the war she returned to professional duties and reorganized departmental teaching , particularly expanding part ii of the tripos in archaeology and anthropology .
15 As she paced , unaware of the picture she presented of extreme agitation , she looked only at the ground , and so did not know that she was observed .
16 When a car engine sounded in the distance she said with evident relief : ‘ That will be uncle , I expect . ’
17 The walls are painted a pale , clear Christmas green mixed by Veronica in tones of a colour she copied from Chinese lacquerware .
18 At lunchtime she was taken across the road to the paper 's local , The Cross Keys , to meet the gang , at which initiation she remembered in particular a short , genial , Punch-like ‘ ex-RAF type ’ ( as he liked to call himself ) named Arthur Eperon , who later became a well-known travel writer .
19 For a while she camped with other families in fields nearby .
20 And almost every day she went for long walks on the moors with her dog , Keeper .
21 By day she remained behind locked doors in the room near the north wing which her two sons had shared .
22 That day she dressed with extra care , choosing the brown velvet habit which set off her complexion and deepened the amber of her eyes .
23 It referred to the peculiar affinity she had with dumb creatures ; lost , wounded and deformed they seemed to seek her out .
24 In old age she sat for long periods by her bedroom window , looking out over roof-tops to distant church spires and tower blocks .
25 Twice last week she appeared at stage-managed public engagements with her husband , smiling and gazing at him .
26 She later moved away from cytological research , partly because constant use of the high-power microscope was a strain on her eyes , and in the second period of her career she concentrated on anatomical and phylogenetic questions .
27 Each night she spoke to a waiter to order a meal ; each morning she asked for boiled rather than scrambled eggs for breakfast .
28 Late in life she campaigned against capital punishment , in alliance with William Allen of Guy 's Hospital .
29 I once followed a pupil around for a whole day , and was impressed by the peculiar mixture she experienced of dislocated bits and pieces , and longer sessions where there were ‘ spaces ’ for her to enjoy and explore learning or — occasionally — to waste time in .
30 As she lifted her stick in the air she stared in dumb amazement at the big carp jerking in its death throes .
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