Example sentences of "she [was/were] [verb] on the " in BNC.
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1 | How difficult it was to try to keep her feet on the ground , when inside she felt as if she were poised on the brink of a wild and wonderful adventure . |
2 | And then the silence of the hillside was rent by a further sound , a high buzzing at first like a gigantic and enraged wasp , and then a roar and a rending of the air , so that Molly felt as though she were standing on the bridge of a warship and some huge Exocet missile was being hurled in her direction . |
3 | She felt as though she were standing on the edge of a great chasm , with him on the other side urging her to jump across to him . |
4 | She was built on the Selina model , with several dirty-minded enlargements , the emphasis all on protuberance , convexity . |
5 | While in Athens she had got her hall-porter to place a successful bet for her on a horse called Beethoven , and I am sure she was acting on the best information that was to be had . |
6 | She was acting on the advice of her therapist in speaking thus . |
7 | Embarrassed both by her comments and by the expression on her face , Seb squeezed the hand she was resting on the cart in front of her . |
8 | Of course she was drinking on the sly , her and her precious friend … |
9 | ‘ Fred ’ as she was called on the circuit , played no less than 26 Federation and Wightman Cup rubbers for Britain , before directing her sporting talents , in a competitive sense , increasingly towards golf to which she had been introduced by her devoted husband Keith , himself a former leading British tennis junior . |
10 | She was featured on the back cover of the Spring edition of Assay . |
11 | Mother took books and crayons and accompanied Susan while she was seated on the lavatory , encouraging and talking to her about doing her ‘ poo ’ in it . |
12 | When she was seated on the sofa with a glass of brandy , he spoke . |
13 | She was seated on the Woolpack which was tied like a saddle to her Grey Horse . |
14 | So er , she phoned the corporation and she asked the man , to , to say she was leaving on the Saturday morning and were they , were they gon na come and er ba er what wi , er , bar up the windows ? |
15 | and then she was girning on the phone because |
16 | Do you wan na hear erm do you wan na hear Fiona singing ? she was singing on the mike , she was singing yeah really singing you know . |
17 | know of her , see if she was speeding on the pavement |
18 | When I did the first two talks , Dawn was n't trained enough to fly , though on the second she did manage a short hop , but by the time this big lecture came along she was flying on the creance . |
19 | She flicked a look at Travis as , without so much as asking her to hold on , Mr Green went away to tell Rosemary that she was wanted on the phone . |
20 | Rain was sure she was listening on the other side of it . |
21 | ‘ I 'm assuming she was killed on the Saturday , of course , when she first went missing , as we now know . |
22 | They think she was killed on the night she disappeared . |
23 | He descended the stairs two at a time , and before she 'd managed to catch her breath she was deposited on the settee in the living-room and Michele was sitting beside her . |
24 | She was kneeling on the floor , wiping her hands together . |
25 | She was kneeling on the steps next to the old iron railings that ran along the front of the terrace , her arms supporting the naked body of her little boy , and she was trembling with the effort of holding him still . |
26 | They smiled at each other , and Sara felt as if she was balanced on the brink of some great truth , that the world outside the window was waiting for her too , opening up , spreading out into the darkness . |
27 | A moment later , realising she was teetering on the brink of self-pity , she brought herself up short . |
28 | She was going on the overnight train so that she could read the Children 's Act of Scotland en route . |
29 | Well she was going on the train . |
30 | There she was lying on the floor with Bonfire of the Vanities under her head and me giving her a gentle kneading — spelt with a ‘ k ’ dear — and we were getting quite absorbed when all of a sudden the door flew open and in he came . |