Tears flooded her eyes and she dug in her purse for a tissue.
As soon as she retrieved her purse and clothes, she could call Connie to come get her.
You have my purse and cell phone.
"I've got her purse over here," Connie said, holding up a shiny red purse.
Cora handed her a purse and sunglasses.
I had it in my purse and I never heard it ring.
Dean didn't even offer a quip about Fred's tightness with a buck and his moth-eaten purse as the old man called over a waitress to do the duties.
Deidre looked through her purse and pulled out the wallet.
I'd just as soon get back to purse snatchers and pot smokers and leave the big boys to you.
Grabbing her purse, she ran out the door.
She retrieved them from her purse and handed them to him.
She had her purse, and it wasn't as though he had done any physical harm.
She withdrew a single sheet of paper from her purse, unfolded it and adjusted her glasses.
She moved away from him, searching in her purse for the door key.
The purse was not there.
Finally Fred O'Connor withdrew a crumpled dollar bill from his antiquated change purse and a fountain pen from his jacket pocket.
She snatched her purse and fled out the front door, running as hard as she could down the driveway.
Dean reached past her, grabbed her purse and dumped the contents on the table.
Leaving the picture and her purse in the car, she decided to look around and see if there was a carcass.
She slipped into a pair of white sandals and grabbed her purse, giving her long curls a toss to send them cascading down her back instead of tickling her shoulders.
Grabbing her purse, she darted for the door.
Digging a note pad out of her purse, she labored over a note.
He was able to creep up, snatch a purse and run before anyone registered that the hooded youth ever approached.
Then, taking out his purse, he offered the Dean a shilling.
He went to his bed, drew a purse from under the clean pillow, and sent for wine.
His purse was always empty because it was open to everyone.
Connie handed the purse to Lisa, who immediately found her house keys.
The car was a loss anyway, but her purse and clothes would be ruined.
She came into the kitchen with her purse on one arm and joined the others.
Claustrophobic in the dark cave that had become her home, she grabbed her coat and purse and set out into the cold, brisk evening.
She opened her purse and took out a picture of Randy Byrne and Jen.
Standing at the car digging in her purse for the key, she spied Alex's truck.
Tucking some tissues into her purse, she joined Bill and Katie in the living room.
Taking a small tablet and a pencil from her purse, she put them in front of him.
Deidre dug through her purse as she walked and pulled out her cell, thrilled to see she had battery power.
She pulled her keys out of her purse and clicked the unlock button, mouth dry as the vehicle's lights blinked.
Katie grabbed her purse and walked quickly down a pristine hall to a placard that read Officer David.
She stepped back even more and clenched the purse to her body, distracted as a sleek black car pulled up to the curb.
The beautiful woman pulled a card from her small purse and handed it to her.
He then reached into his pocket for his snap-top purse and extracted five worn twenty-dollar bills.
Check her purse for something she wrote and compare it.
And there were papers in her purse in her writing that matched, too.
She too frowned, and then reached for her purse and withdrew an envelope, extracted a bill and slipped the money to her husband.
She grabbed her purse and followed him to the truck, leaping in quickly so he could close the door and get around to his side.
She turned and reached for her purse, only then thinking of the fact that she had no money.
Apparently it had fallen out of her purse at some point.
You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.
She opened her purse and pulled out a paper back novel.
She frantically threw her purse open, searching for a tissue, but a violent sneeze ripped through her lungs so quickly she barely had time to cover her mouth with her hand.
Pulling the cell phone from her purse, she tried calling Mr. O'Hara.
Megan dug around in her purse for some change.
The Englishman took out his purse and began counting out the money.
"Wetched!" he muttered, throwing down a purse with some gold in it.
Rostov thrust the purse under the pillow and shook the damp little hand which was offered him.
And Denisov went to the bed to get the purse from under the pillow.
The purse was not there.
If the purse isn't found I'll flog you, I'll flog you all.
"I must have that purse, I tell you," shouted Denisov, shaking his orderly by the shoulders and knocking him against the wall.
The purse is here!
When Telyanin had finished his lunch he took out of his pocket a double purse and, drawing its rings aside with his small, white, turned-up fingers, drew out a gold imperial, and lifting his eyebrows gave it to the waiter.
"Allow me to look at your purse," he said in a low, almost inaudible, voice.
Rostov took the purse in his hand, examined it and the money in it, and looked at Telyanin.
"If you need it, take the money," and he threw the purse to him and ran out of the inn.
Prince Andrew took out his purse and gave the soldier three gold pieces.
"Well, they've sent you a tidy sum," said Berg, eying the heavy purse that sank into the sofa.
Pierre quickly took out his purse and watch, but could not manage for some time to get the wedding ring off his fat finger.
She lifted her purse, forcing a smile.
Sofia put her purse down and tucked her phone into her jeans.
She found her purse, fished them out and threw them to him.
I need to get my purse and clothes out of the car.
Sealing the letter, she took a stamp from her purse and placed it on the envelope.
Betsy opened her purse and complied before reaching back and taking Molly's hand.
Sofia dropped her purse on the desk in her cube without removing her sunglasses.
"Nothing today," Adrena said as Cynthia dug in her purse for the box key.
She had no money, no purse … Keys.
She gently tugged her wrist from his hand, searching in her purse for the keys to the apartment.
She fingered the small teal evening purse hanging around her wrist, where her cell phone was.