Example sentences of "she [vb -s] the [noun] " in BNC.
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| 1 | She alerts the reader in her introduction to what she finds offensive in these genteel concoctions of tea and adultery : … if a comic charlady obtrudes upon the action of a real novel , I will fling the novel against the wall amidst a flood of obscenities because the presence of such a character as a comic charlady tells me more than I wish to know about the way her creator sees the world . |
| 2 | goes out in Kings Cross and sh , men walk , a man walks past she goes the man goes Aargh aargh ! |
| 3 | She threads the Monster back into the high chair where it stiffens , collapses forward , stiffens again , slides down to the crutch-stop and lies there half under the tray , flailing its arms and legs like a crab on its back … and howling — howling like the hell-sent creature it is . |
| 4 | ‘ Fit as a fiddle , darlin , ’ and I can hear , faintly , through the twisted frenzy of my own pelvis , a cheerful rustle as she turns the pages of her magazine . |
| 5 | She turns the Government 's self-help approach around by arguing that urban recovery will only be achieved by empowering the people who live in cities . |
| 6 | She turns the water to steam and frees the light inside her , twisting and turning in a sparkling , spinning column . |
| 7 | Then Susan comes in , and when she has put down the tray she is carrying , she turns the light on beside his chair and draws the curtains so that the room becomes a series of pools of light , isolating each of us . |
| 8 | She turns the sound down . |
| 9 | I have to dress in my sweaty , dirty clothes and go back down to the kitchen , grumbling while she makes me a coffee , and I complain about my wet boots and she gives me a fresh pair of William 's socks to wear and I put them on and drink my coffee and whine about never being allowed to spend the night and tell her how just once I 'd like to wake up here in the morning , and have a nice , civilised breakfast with her , sitting on the sunny balcony outside the bedroom windows , but she makes me sit down while she laces my boots up , then takes my coffee cup off me and sends me out the back door and says I 've got two minutes before she arms the alarm and puts the infrared lights on stand-by so I have to go back the way I came , over the estate wall and through the wood and down into the stream where I get both feet wet and cold and I fall going up the bank and get all muddy and eventually drag myself up and through the hedge , scratching my cheek and tearing my polo-neck and then trudging across the field through heavy rain and more mud and finally getting to the car and panicking when I ca n't find the car keys before remembering I put them in the button-down back pocket of the jeans for safety instead of the side pocket like I usually do , and then having to put some dead branches under the front wheels because the fucking car 's stuck and finally getting away and home and even in the street light I can see what a mess of the pale upholstery my muddy clothes have made . |
| 10 | If I leave her nappy off she can stay dry for four hours , but then she wets the floor as she ca n't hold on any longer . |
| 11 | She would like an audience to identify with something within themselves , but she hates the idea of King being canonised . |
| 12 | she hates the parents . |
| 13 | ‘ She hates the way everyone goes on in England . |
| 14 | She hates the place . |
| 15 | ‘ She hates the fact that I 've lost nothing and she 's lost everything . ’ |
| 16 | There are small twigs digging into her back , she is angry , pushes against him , but he pays no attention , carries on , his hands exploring , he is smiling down at her and when he lowers his head the water from his hair seeps into her mouth so that she tastes the lake , the fish smell of deep water , sees the sun brilliant through the branches behind his head , blinding her eyes , sun specks floating , she closes them as he moves against her . |
| 17 | She smoothes the dress out against her front and looks at it in the mirror . |
| 18 | She encourages the class to ask questions about Oregon , and the kind of journey they will have to undertake to get there . |
| 19 | She rubs the tops of my legs like I 'm cold and she 's trying to warm me up . |
| 20 | The technical accomplishment with which she plays the music is startling enough , but there is an even more surprising maturity and musicality in her interpretation . |
| 21 | She plays the piano and sings and he 's her son . ’ |
| 22 | ‘ She 's a clever lass , you know ; she does n't only sing , but she plays the piano ; composes a bit an' all . ’ |
| 23 | She plays the piano a lot . |
| 24 | In the evenings and weekends she plays the piano professionally . |
| 25 | How she had a close friend at school who slept with men from the age of sixteen ; how she first went to France with this friend ; how she hated her first few terms at university ; how she went through a wild phase of drunken parties and desperate affairs ; how she plays the spinet late at night , when no one can hear , and fills the tired darkness with thin plunking antique counterpoint . |
| 26 | She plays the flute and her guitar very nicely , singing in several choir . |
| 27 | 4 She drives the attacker 's head backward with the power of the strike . |
| 28 | Instead , she channels the commitment he saw in her into publishing . |
| 29 | Instead , she channels the commitment he foresaw into publishing , putting long hours and a great deal of enthusiasm into work she obviously enjoys . |
| 30 | The teacher 's attitude is positive and she minimises the dangers they are likely to face . |