Example sentences of "[v-ing] her [noun] and [verb] " in BNC.

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1 Away from her mother and father and sister and grandmother was bad enough , but the worst thing for Belle was opening her eyes and seeing only the walls around her .
2 Claudia woke up slowly , opening her eyes and closing them immediately against the light that poured in through long narrow windows .
3 She was a delightfully fiery little thing , Philip thought , forgetting all about tea , opening her coat and beginning to unbutton her blouse .
4 Then , just as Tabitha was opening her mouth and wondering what she was supposed to say , a hideous crackling noise came over the robot 's speaker , and its picture was torn up by a burst of interference .
5 Christ , I was about to do the Technicolor Yawn all over this girl 's jacket , through the tears and rusting her zips and filling her pockets , and probably send Jamie flying across the room into the beer-crates under the speaker stacks with the first awful heave , and here were these two trading absurd biker fantasies .
6 She felt nothing for me ; she has already forgotten me ; she lives in a drowsy round of smoking , going to the baths , painting her eyelids and drinking coffee .
7 She looked at herself , practised an attitude , widening her eyes and sucking in her cheeks , then another , chin up , head to one side , Madonna-like in pious ecstasy , then shaking her head to dismiss the bridal vision she had attempted , plucked the lace mat from her hair and added it to the pile with the others she had finished .
8 And to eat there — how she longed to , to drop the few years that made her different from Cad , to lose the ripeness and rotundities that would always make her different from Cati , who was , really , almost boy-like with her stringbean limbs , yet not quite boyish either , angelic rather ; she was not afflicted with the need Rosa felt , the gap opening inside her , where a longing for something other than what lay within her sights sat in occupation , banging her drum and marking out a new rhythm and new steps for Rosa 's spinning wants , calling down the corridors of Rosa 's body to her innermost inguinal life , till her blood rang to the beat .
9 Barefoot and in a panic , she missed the bottom step of the wrought-iron spiral staircase , stubbing her toe and grazing her right shin .
10 While the female crouches , quivering her wings and fluffing up her feathers , the male hops from side to side behind her , pecking at her cloaca ( the joint exit of digestive and reproductive systems ) .
11 Carrie felt as if she were falling through space ; falling and falling with the air pressing her chest and making her gasp .
12 They stayed only minutes , most of them , pressing her hand and uttering the easy ritual phrases of sympathy and then departing , leaving their cards in the hall until the salver seemed endlessly overflowing .
13 Beside him sat Paula , checking her map and acting as navigator .
14 Squaring her shoulders and remembering that what lay ahead was , after all , a job interview , she followed Dr Russell up the long flight of steps at the front of the house and through a wooden latticework door on to a cool veranda where outdoor furniture splashed with warm tropical colours was invitingly arranged .
15 They did not seem to mind , each patting her head and calling out that her hair would soon grow , which was more than could be said for the balding bailiffs escorting them .
16 He looked at the woman , patting her shoulder and putting his glass on the mantelpiece again , " Allow me ma 'm . "
17 She moved away a little , patting her petticoats and looking at the dog .
18 She flung herself on Wexford , yelping frenetically , and when he pushed her away , ran round him in circles , wildly gyrating her tail and flapping her knitted ears .
19 At the same time she kept tossing her head and patting her hair , exploring its new tidied sleekness .
20 She paused in applying her make-up and stared reflectively at the mirror .
21 She spent her days walking her dogs and riding her pony in the large garden .
22 Rather a tomboy , always climbing trees and tearing her clothes and trying to out-ride and outrun everybody else , so she could match up to Francis .
23 Her lovely eyes reflecting her confusion and hurt , she wailed helplessly , ‘ I do n't want you here . ’
24 Staring at him , her beautiful eyes reflecting her unhappiness and hurt , she wondered if the whole family was warped by suspicion .
25 She tried to act flippant by shrugging her shoulders and holding out her palms but inside she felt far from flippant .
26 Frances Power Cobbe deplored the approval doctors gave to what she considered to be an essentially unhealthy lifestyle ; she had little faith in medical expertise and liked to recall the case of a women friend who , on deciding to stop seeing her doctor and carry on normally , promptly recovered .
27 He dreaded her reaction : seeing her wriggle and flick her tail and swim away in a sea of lies — or seeing her pop like a burst balloon .
28 But he denies harassing Miss Donna Van Den Berghen , 21 , by putting his arm around her , touching her breasts and giving her a bear hug in front of colleagues .
29 A beguiling vision of Roedean 's Amanda doing physical jerks in her underwear , touching her toes and running on the spot was interrupted by the telephone .
30 Of course she could , she told herself , clenching her fists and gazing unseeingly at the distant mountain-tops .
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