Evelyn Sentence Examples

Evelyn's happy response was lost as she faded into sleep.

Evelyn sang, her voice muffled through the door.

Evelyn gave a brilliant smile, and Romas eyed her.

Evelyn brought the last of three trays to the table.

Evelyn had been so happy the past few months, and having Romas around was not that bad.

Evelyn looked ready to burst.

She walked into the living room, puzzled to see Evelyn boxing up her bookshelf.

Evelyn watched her digest the information.

Kiera had suspected Romas to be independently wealthy by his complete lack of concern for being anywhere but with Evelyn for the last three months.

Confirmation of the fact was comforting; Evelyn would never have to worry about money again.

And, hopefully, Evelyn never raised her rent, either.

It was expected from Evelyn but not from the man himself.

She couldn't help wondering if Evelyn really understood that going to his home country would mean she'd hear this kind of nonsense all the time.

She relaxed into the comfortable black desk chair in front of her computer, wondering if Romas had told Evelyn of the half a dozen kids he expected.

The next two days passed quickly as Kiera helped Evelyn set up her sudden wedding.

The day had gone beautifully, and the sight of Evelyn's beaming, glowing face stuck in her head.

She left the bathroom, pulling on an oversized, soft T-shirt Evelyn had shanghaied from Romas and Kiera had shanghaied from Evelyn.

Kiera's thoughts, warm and fuzzy after too much of Evelyn's special punch, drifted as she gazed into the quiet night sky.

Evelyn's giggle turned into outright laughter.

Evelyn didn't stop for a full minute.

Evelyn tossed a hand toward the dark night sky again.

Evelyn sounded unusually pensive.

She briefly considered calling Evelyn to ask about her moving arrangements.

Evelyn might love her but would probably not welcome a call on her wedding night.

Evelyn had a way of ensuring things were done even if she didn't seem to have time to do them.

In the morning, she'd clean up the house and then start working on another painting, the portrait of Evelyn and Romas she wanted to give the two of them as their joint wedding present.

Evelyn knew-- and Romas assured her-- Kiera would be fine.

Therein lies the rub, Evelyn contemplated.

Romas was all business by the time they rounded the corner; he even released Evelyn's hand and quickened his step into one that befitted a warrior prince.

Evelyn loved his game face.

Evelyn glanced between them, uneasy at the exchange.

Evelyn scrambled after him, jogging to keep pace with his long legs.

Evelyn listened and cringed, not sure how she would explain everything.

Kiera bounded away from him and flung her arms around Evelyn, who gave a startled laugh and hugged her back.

Evelyn shook her head.

Neither worked, so Evelyn let her talk and hugged her hard.

Evelyn was silent, debating what to say.

Hopefully, hopefully, that would be the largest obstacle Evelyn faced in explaining the situation to her.

She nodded and accepted Evelyn's far-fetched explanations just as she might nod and temporarily accept the equally unreal world of Star Wars.

The only thing that seemed to click was Evelyn's insistence that there were no spiders.

Evelyn looked defeated, and Kiera expected she had already covered the subject exhaustively.

Evelyn sighed and rubbed her face.

Before Evelyn could answer, another thought occurred to Kiera.

Evelyn said somewhat defensively.

She didn't doubt Jetr had reached out to Evelyn, or her friend would never have come.

Evelyn's entourage shepherded her into the dwelling.

There was barely room to maneuver, and she found herself standing on her tiptoes to keep track of Evelyn, who had no trouble with the people around her parting the seas for her.

When she walked into the kitchen, Evelyn was gazing with adoration up at the huge man, leaning against him in a purely anti-feministic way.

Her first thought went to Evelyn's wedding, and another thrill went through her as she realized she could actually afford something nice for her friend.

Evelyn threw her arms around her and hugged her, chuckling.

She'd avoided the galley Evelyn had tried for three days to drag her to and said it would prove they were on a ship after she challenged Evelyn to prove it wasn't a dream.

She tucked in her shirt in the way Evelyn had told her was customary.

Romas had felt no need to explain his insistence of her wearing it, but Evelyn had explained it acted as a visual identifying piece and also happened to open all the doors on the ship.

Today she wanted to see the window to space in the galley Evelyn wanted her to see.

Several of what Evelyn had called warriors passed her in the hall.

Evelyn's many history lessons had covered the strange kin of Romas's, explaining they weren't the cousins Romas claimed them to be at the wedding.

Kiera had nodded as was expected while wondering what the hell Evelyn drank to make all this seem reasonable.

She believed Evelyn's tale of a race of people bred for war.

There were still wars, Evelyn had confided, even though it was frowned upon by the Council.

She couldn't help feeling disappointed; space looked no different than it had when she was lying on the roof of Evelyn's house.

Evelyn's voice was soft.

Evelyn slid into the chair beside her.

Don't try, just accept, Evelyn advised.

Evelyn gave her a sidelong look.

It sounded very much like Evelyn was trying to tell her Romas could marry her off at his will when he pleased.

Her instincts didn't like Evelyn's nonchalance on the subject.

She lay on the bed as she had for several days already, sick of the jerky-like food Evelyn brought her.

For two, it was not just Romas and Evelyn before her.

Romas and Evelyn were already several dozen feet down the flowered path.

Evelyn appeared serene and perfect, as usual.

Kiera stepped forward, eager to reach Evelyn.

She reached Evelyn and Romas and forced herself not to crowd them.

Evelyn was the queen of handling crowds, but Kiera could think of nothing more than ducking into a safe corner and staying there with her back to the wall.

Kiera held her breath for her friend as Evelyn stepped forward.

Evelyn's words were too quiet for Kiera to hear.

Evelyn turned, motioning her forward.

Evelyn's voice was quiet and respectful.

At first glance, Lishana did not seem the kind of mother-in-law that might cause Evelyn problems.

She trailed the two couples up shallow stairs and took the seat beside Evelyn not occupied by Romas.

Evelyn frowned and shifted away.

Evelyn poured clear, steaming broth into a bowl beside her plate.

As a fan of good food, Kiera found Evelyn's words to be quite true.

Uninterested in watching people talk, she glanced again at the boys and nudged Evelyn.

Evelyn leaned to whisper to Romas, whose response was a tad too long for Kiera's impatient bladder.

Evelyn did the same.

Something splashed Kiera, and she pushed the droplets from her face, concentrating on Evelyn.

I think he said four, Evelyn said.

Romas leaned back and snatched the kitten trotting toward her, and Evelyn rose to her knees, looking both surprised and dismayed.

She'd just made a complete fool of herself and Evelyn … how would she react if someone were as terrified of kittens on earth?

Evelyn smiled tightly from her position a couple of feet away, her attention riveted to the situation before her.

She turned to face Evelyn but still felt him watch her.

Evelyn was upset at what was being said, emotions crossing her face quickly.

Evelyn spoke to her, her words foreign.

Kiera followed as Evelyn turned toward the main house, a sprawling, single-story compound made of brilliant white stone and dotted with hundreds of glass-less windows.

Evelyn sighed in disappointment.

Evelyn did have a way of making even the most gruesome day of spring cleaning fun.

Perhaps, if Romas kept the spiders away and Evelyn could make the days pass quickly, she might survive her visit.

Evelyn waited outside while Kiera entered the massive bathroom.

Evelyn asked, eyes on her face as she exited quickly.

I'm feeling tired, Evelyn.

She hated the disappointed look on Evelyn's face.

Of all the things to think about, she couldn't get the prisoner out of her thoughts, even when Evelyn returned with sweet bread she normally would've pounced on.

Evelyn left Kiera's room with a frown, uncertain how to make everything up to her friend.

Kiera would figure things out soon, especially once Evelyn got her into this new world and its customs.

There would be no pressure on Kiera, and Evelyn would be there to support her.

Evelyn had almost laughed when Lishana's eyebrows shot up in response gave but loved Romas so much more for understanding Kiera well enough to defend her.

Evelyn glanced over her shoulder again, feeling uneasy.

Evelyn smiled at him but wasn't so sure.

Kiera lay on the bed an hour after Evelyn left, staring at the white ceiling with its brightly corded edges.

They didn't contain Evelyn's things; they contained her things, down to her dirty socks.

Evelyn-- or Romas-- never intended for her to leave.

It wasn't until dusk, when Evelyn had said she'd come back, that she forced herself up.

Kiera tossed the thoughts around in her head, guilty at the thought of ditching Evelyn yet offended that Evey thought to keep her here without telling her.

She felt more guilty about thinking badly about Evelyn.

She could not-- would not-- hold Evelyn responsible for everything.

Evelyn's voice preceded her entrance by only a second.

Evelyn was splendidly dressed in blues and greens, her elegant shape clad in a very earthly, off the shoulder dress.

To her surprise, Evelyn stiffened and gave an oh-so-casual, "Oh?"

Kiera braced herself and exited behind Evelyn, whose quick step led them back to the main house and outside, where the floating tents were still in place.

She stepped into the crowd with Evelyn, who was soon spirited away by Lishana.

Romas's world wasn't that bad, and Evelyn might help her get home in due time.

She recalled what Evelyn had said about him goading Kisolm.

Evelyn stared at the prisoner, then at her, then back.

Evelyn's eyes widened, and she looked at Kiera again, this time in anger and concern.

On her walks at Lover's Lane near Evelyn's row house, she'd often seen couples entranced by the rhythmic movement of waves stand at a railing, the man's arms wrapped around the woman in front of him, his chin on her head.

He was kidnapping her, taking her far away to a place Evelyn would never find her.

She'd never see home or Evelyn or earth again!

All because she was too stubborn to ask Evelyn to leave.

No … all because Evelyn fell in love with an alien … no, all because Romas was an alien!

Her skin was golden from the sun, which brought out the enigmatic eyes, and made them glow with the otherworldly beauty displayed by her and the one called Evelyn.

She'd not mated as highly as she might have if she remained with Evelyn and mated with Kisolm, the next ruler of Qatwal.

Their last conversation sounded eerily like something Evelyn had tried to tell her.

The game room was the only place the sisters didn't bug her, and for the first time since being kidnapped by Evelyn and A'Ran, she found herself having fun.

Evelyn sat at the window seat, gazing at the dark sky as she had every night since Kiera disappeared.

Evelyn had little regret for her actions in life, even those she probably should have.

Evelyn searched his face.

Evelyn gazed at him, waiting for more.

Evelyn just didn't see it happening.

Kiera could be the most stubborn and frustrating woman Evelyn had ever met, and she'd sworn off any man, let alone an alien.

Kiera was well indeed if she were able to send a man like this to Evelyn's door looking for advice.

Hormones and emotions kicked in at the same time, and Evelyn's laughter turned to weeping.

Evelyn shook her head and rose.

Evelyn knew she didn't deserve to feel at peace after the mess she dragged Kiera into, but she did feel it, and it made her genuinely content for the first time since she'd kidnapped her best friend.

She'd dreamt of Evelyn last night and awoke missing her friend.

And then both Gage and Talal had cornered her that morning with news that made her wish she was more like Evelyn.

She wasn't good at handling drama; Evelyn had always been like a perfect older sister, capable of patience and listening.

She wished hard she could talk to Evelyn as she had in her dream last night and ask her what to do.

His conversation with Evelyn lingered in his thoughts.

You kidnap me, trick me into marrying you, dump me here alone without Evelyn or even a pad of paper, with instructions for your sisters to give me behavioral training, and run off to fight some battle somewhere else.

Today, she returned to the drawing she started long ago on the portrait she had intended to give Evelyn for her wedding.

An odd scratching sound came from the kitchen, like Evelyn's cat scratching at the door after it returned from its morning prowl.

Frowning, she went to the kitchen, worried Evelyn's cat found its way home from its adoptive parents up the street.

The kitchen table, like much of the rest of the house's furniture, had been disassembled in anticipation of moving before Evelyn's wedding.

Evelyn stood in the middle of the room.

Kiera gasped, drawing Evelyn's attention from the paintings to the door.

Evelyn asked with a hesitant smile.

She didn't know why Evelyn was there.

To date, nothing Evelyn had done was for anyone else's benefit but Evelyn's, a realization she'd come to when she'd stopped crying a few days ago.

She loved her friend but understood if Evelyn was there, it wasn't necessarily for her.

Evelyn turned to the paintings she'd been perusing.

Evelyn caught her look as she turned.

She crossed to sit where she couldn't see any of her paintings and instead gazed at Evelyn.

The least I could do is stop charging you at all, Evelyn said, chuckling.

She looked at the ground instead of Evelyn, feeling bereft once again.

Kiera looked at Evelyn, astonished by her callous words.

Was the nail in the coffin, no pun intended, Evelyn joked weakly.

You dragged me to space, Evelyn, and you told him to drag me back here.

Evelyn asked after a startled pause.

Evelyn's gaze fell to the painting again.

It took a full minute for Evelyn to realize just how serious she was.

Evelyn moved after a long, considering look, leaving the studio for the kitchen.

Evelyn removed the obstacle from the door and snagged the tarantula cat as it darted past her.

Kiera's heart still did somersaults, and she felt both doubtful Evelyn would follow through and ecstatic at the prospect.

She sat across from Evelyn, who continued to give her the odd look, and clasped her hands together hard to keep them from shaking as they took off.

After a thick moment of silence, Evelyn rose to place the tarantula cat near the pilot and sealed off the door between the tiny cabin and pilot.

Evelyn looked at her hard again but said nothing.

She didn't want to talk to Evelyn and lay down soon after the feeling of the craft ascending-- similar to the pressure felt in a plane-- stopped.

Evelyn tried to get her to eat twice, but she couldn't stomach it.

Evelyn rose, looking as tired as Kiera felt.

She waited for Evelyn to go to the door first, uncertain what to expect from wherever they'd gone.

One female figure moved forward, wrapping a shawl around Evelyn's shoulders and placing a translator on her ear.

She handed Evelyn a small bowl of water and then moved to Kiera, handing her a translator.

She looked to Evelyn only to find the group had already moved away toward the distant dwelling.

It made her angrier at Evelyn and Romas, knowing A'Ran and his sweet sisters had been forced out of their home into a life of poverty.

Evelyn waited at the edge of another group, in the middle of which was Romas.

Evelyn returned for me a few days ago.

So eminently respectable a person as John Evelyn thought no harm in bowling for stakes, and once played at the Durdans, near Epsom, for £io, winning match and money, as he triumphantly notes in his Diary for the 14th of August 1657.

When John Evelyn was in Paris in 1644 he saw it played in the gardens of the Luxembourg Palace.

Behind the Royal Military Academy is a mineral well, the "Shooter's Hill waters" mentioned by Evelyn.

Evelyn, who knew him intimately from his youth, describes him as "a man of excellent natural parts but nothing of generous or grateful."

The Viscount Stafford was one of the "five Popish lords" committed to the Tower in 1678 as a result of the slanders of Titus Oates and he died by the axe in 1680 upon testimony which, as the diarist Evelyn protested, "should not be taken against the life of a dog."

From time to time Jeremy Taylor appears in London in the company of his friend Evelyn, in whose diary and correspondence his name repeatedly occurs.

In 1658, through the kind offices of his friend John Evelyn, Taylor was offered a lectureship in Lisburn, Ireland, by Edward Conway, second Viscount Conway.

Among the other writers previous to the Revolution mention must be made of John Ray the botanist and of John Evelyn, both men of great talent and research, whose works are still in high estimation.

Ten days previous to the disaster at Majuba Sir Evelyn Wood had arrived at Newcastle with reinforcements.

On the 6th of March a truce was concluded and on the 21st terms of peace were arranged between the Boer triumvirate and Sir Evelyn Wood.

Within a few days of the fire three several plans were presented to the king for the rebuilding of the city, by Christopher Wren, John Evelyn and Robert Hooke.

Evelyn's plan differed from Wren's chiefly in proposing a street from the church of St Dunstan's in the East to the cathedral, and in having no quay or terrace along the river.

The first great impetus of change in the configuration of London was given by the great fire, and Evelyn records and regrets that the town in his time had grown almost as large again as it was within his own memory.

The left column under Colonel (afterwards Sir) Evelyn Wood, which had done excellent work, found itself obliged to act on the defensive after the disaster to the centre column.2 For a time an invasion of Natal was feared.

Evelyn notes in his Diary a visit in 1673 to the Italian glass-house at Greenwich, " where glass was blown of finer metal than that of Murano," and a visit in 1677 to the duke of Buckingham's glass-works, where they made huge " vases of mettal as cleare, ponderous and thick as chrystal; also looking-glasses far larger and better than any that came from Venice."

The cedar is not mentioned in Evelyn's Silva (1664), but it must have been introduced shortly afterwards.

He was the younger son of Richard Evelyn, who owned large estates in the county, and was in 1633 high sheriff of Surrey and Sussex.

When John Evelyn was five years old he went to live with his mother's parents at Cliffe, near Lewes.

This had been seized by the parliament, but Evelyn was able to compound with the occupiers for 350o, and after the Restoration his possession was secured.

Under the Commonwealth Evelyn amused himself with his favourite occupation of gardening, and made many friends among the scientific inquirers of the time.

From the Restoration onwards Evelyn enjoyed unbroken court favour till his death in 1 7.06; but he never held any important political office, although he filled many useful and often laborious minor posts.

Evelyn was secretary of the Royal Society in 1672, and as an enthusiastic promoter of its interests was twice (in 1682 and 1691) offered the presidency.

Evelyn's house at Sayes Court had been let to Captain, afterwards Admiral John Benbow, who was not a "polite" tenant.

The tsar did great damage to Evelyn's beautiful gardens, and, it is said, made it one of his amusements to ride in a wheelbarrow along a thick holly hedge planted especially by the owner.

The house was subsequently used as a workhouse, and is now almshouses, the grounds having been converted into public gardens by Mr Evelyn in 1886.

It will be seen that Evelyn's politics were not of the heroic order.

Evelyn's Diary covers more than half a century (1640-1706) crowded with remarkable events, while Pepys only deals with a few years of Charles II.'s reign.

Evelyn was a generous art patron, and Grinling Gibbons was introduced by him to the notice of Charles II.

Evelyn's Diary remained in MS. until 1818.

A selection from this was edited by William Bray, with the permission of the Evelyn family, in 1818, under the title of Memoirs illustrative of the Life and Writings of John Evelyn, comprising his Diary from 1641 to 1705/6, and a Selection of his Familiar Letters.

Evelyn's active mind produced many other works, and although these have been overshadowed by the famous Diary they are of considerable interest.

Evelyn (1656); The Golden Book of St John Chrysostom, concerning the Education of Children.

Some of these were reprinted in The Miscellaneous Writings of John Evelyn, edited (1825) by William Upcott.

Evelyn's friendship with Mary Blagge, afterwards lvIrs Godolphin, is recorded in the diary, when he says he designed "to consecrate her worthy life to posterity."

Next to the Diary Evelyn's most valuable work is Sylva.

Evelyn put in a plea for afforestation, and besides producing a valuable work on arboriculture, he was able to assert in his preface to the king that he had really induced landowners to plant many millions of trees.

In coins the " milling is the serrated edge, called " crenneling " by John Evelyn (Discourse on Medals, 1697, p. 225), which is formed on them to prevent clipping and filing.

Louise, who concealed great cleverness and a strong will under an appearance of languor and a rather childish beauty (Evelyn the diarist speaks of her "baby face"), yielded only when she had already established a strong hold on the king's affections and character.

Evelyn (in the appendix to Numismata), Baldus, Bulwer (in his Pathomyotomia), Fuchs, Spontoni, Ghiradelli, 1 For Scriptural allusions to physiognomy see Vecchius, Observationes in div.

A mansion known as Sayes Court, taken down in 1729, was the residence of the duke of Sussex in the reign of Elizabeth; it was occupied in the following century by John Evelyn, author of Sylva, and by Peter the Great during his residence in England in 1698.

His brother, Evelyn Abbott (1843-1901), was a well-known tutor of Balliol, Oxford, and author of a scholarly History of Greece.

Up to 1906 the reports were by Lord Cromer (Sir Evelyn Baring).

It was not until his report on the financial results of 1888 that Sir Evelyn Baring (afterwards Lord Cromer) was able to inform the British government that the situation was such that it would take a series of untoward events seriously to endanger the stability of Egyptian finance and the solvency of the Egyptian government.

In January 1883, Major-General Sir Evelyn Wood, VC., was given 200,000, and directed to spend it in raising a fellahin force of 6ooo men for the defence of Egypt.

Colonel Sir Francis Grenfell succeeded General Sir Evelyn Wood in March 1885, and while under his command the army continued to improve, and fought successful actions at Gemaiza, Argin, Toski and Tokar.

Then came (May 1878) a commission of inquiry of which the principal members were Sir Rivers Wilson, Major Evelyn Baring (afterwards Lord Cromer) and MM.

Without that support Sir Evelyn Baring could have done little or nothing; with it he did perhaps more than any other single man could have done.

The Egyptian government wished to make a new attempt to recover the lost province, and the idea was certainly very popular among the governing class, but Sir Evelyn Baring vetoed the project on the ground that Egypt had neither soldiers nor money to carry it out.

In January 1892 the khedive Tewfik, who had always maintained cordial relations with Sir Evelyn Baring, died suddenly, and was succeeded by his son, Abbas Hilmi, a young b man without political experience, who failed at first to understand the peculiar situation in which a khedive ruling under British protection is necessarily placed.

With this compromise the friction between the khedive and Sir Evelyn Baring, who had now become Lord Cromer, did not end.

According to Evelyn (Sylva, p. 35, 1664), hazels "above all affect cold, barren, dry, and sandy soils; also mountains, and even rockie ground produce them; but more plentifully if somewhat moist, dankish, and mossie."

It is at all events abundantly clear that had the Boers not resorted to arms they would not have gained the support of the cabinet.4 Sir Evelyn Wood, who had succeeded Colley as general in command and governor of Natal, under instructions from home, concluded a treaty of peace on the 22nd of March.

According to Evelyn he was " debonnaire and easy of access, naturally kind-hearted and possessed an excellent temper," virtues which covered a multitude of sins.

Cowper-Temple, afterwards Baron Mount Temple, and then to her grandson Evelyn Ashley (1836-1907) son of her daughter, who married the 7th earl of Shaftesbury - who was Lord Palmerston's private secretary from 1858 to 1865.

The intimacy between him and this "brown, beautiful, bold but insipid creature," as John Evelyn calls her, who chose to be known as Mrs Barlow (Barlo) lasted with intervals till the autumn of 1651, and Charles claimed the paternity of a child born in 1649, whom he subsequently created duke of Monmouth.

Called by John Evelyn "a youth of extraordinary hopes," he completed his education at Utrecht, and in 1695 entered the House of Commons as member for Tiverton.

He now understood that the only policy possible for an Egyptian statesman was to work in harmony with the British agent (Sir Evelyn Baring - afterwards Lord Cromer).

He was a good scholar and a keen student of biblical apocalyptic literature and himself "prophesied" to Queen Anne, Robert Harley, earl of Oxford, William Whiston, and John Evelyn the diarist.

Sir Evelyn Baring (Lord Cromer) was, however, at first opposed to Gordon's appointment.

At Cairo he received further instructions from Sir Evelyn Baring, and was appointed by the khedive as governor-general, with executive powers.

Gordon telegraphed to Sir Evelyn Baring urging that the road from Suakin to Berber should be opened by a small force.

Hence John Evelyn was able to enter in his Diary under the date Dec. 14, 1655, "Now were the Jews admitted."

She sensed Evelyn's sudden melancholy and tried to focus.

He'd never mentioned working or making or missing appointments, and Evelyn had never mentioned his employment either.

She sat at her desk and started to sketch the visage of Evelyn in her long wedding dress and Romas in his dark tux on a piece of paper, glancing up occasionally at the blank canvas as she thought of proportions.

Evelyn raised her head lazily, unable to quell the urge to seek out the source of the voice even knowing she wouldn't find it.

There are monsters and big men with funny … At that point her talking became too quick for the translator hooked on Evelyn's ear to keep up.

Their planet had been a barbarian planet, until the Five Galaxies zone, in which Qatwal sat in the middle, was discovered by a master race of super-genius aliens Evelyn referred to as the Brains.

Your bracelet-- The translator cut out on her, and Evelyn's next foreign words were incomprehensible.

She'd just made a complete fool of herself and Evelyn … how would she react if someone were as terrified of kittens on earth?

Evelyn made a motion to Romas, who looked grimmer than usual.

That reputation could not possibly help Evelyn's standing in the clan either; the sooner the clan forgot the blemish of a friend, the sooner they'd accept Evelyn.

Romas could have convinced his brother to leave Kiera be, but now, with a blatant challenge from the prisoner, who had dared Kisolm to claim Kiera before he did … Romas trusted his brother, but Evelyn had seen the look on Kisolm's face when he looked at Kiera.

She pondered the spaceship dilemma and how to commission one to take her home without Evelyn, Romas, or anyone else finding out.

Evelyn took two steps back and let loose a bellowing, "ROMAS!"

No … all because Evelyn fell in love with an alien … no, all because Romas was an alien!

Romas had discarded most of Kiera's things after her disappearance, but Evelyn managed to salvage two boxes and keep them hidden.

While she could never fully understand what it was to have the weight of a planet on her shoulders for fifteen years, her resentment toward A'Ran's rigid sense of duty began to thaw as Evelyn went on.

She wasn't sure Qatwal deserved a peaceful existence after refusing to help Anshan, but for Evelyn's sake, she wanted the wars to end, even if A'Ran didn't want her anymore.

The final result machine bringing up touring pro Evelyn.

Evelyn Gregory was 71 when she was hired as an airline flight attendant.

A recent musical evening at the Rectory, Opera to Broadway, included the percussionist Evelyn Glennie.

The President of The Friends is Evelyn Glennie OBE, the famous percussionist.

Evelyn has visions, which are rather tiresome, to do with her past life.

A rude variety of the game occurs in Italy, and, as we have seen, John Calvin played it in Geneva, where John Evelyn also noticed it in 1646.

The Cowthorpe oak, standing (a ruin) near Wetherby in Yorkshire, at the same height measures 382 ft., and seems to have been of no smaller dimensions when described by Evelyn two centuries ago; like most of the giant oaks of Britain, it is of the pedunculate variety.

The Boers, however, continued to agitate for complete independence, and, with the honourable exception of Piet Uys, a gallant Boer leader, and a small band of followers, who assisted Colonel Evelyn Wood at Hlobani, the Boers held entirely aloof from the conflict with the Zulus, a campaign which cost Great Britain many lives and £5,000,000 before the Zulu power was finally broken.

In this work Sir Evelyn Wood had shown much sound judgment as well as great capacity for military organization, and had formed an efficient force out of very unpromising material (see the section above on the Egyptian Army).

The steadily increasing prosperity of the country during the years 1886 and 1887 removed the danger of national bankruptcy and international interference, and induced Sir Evelyn Baring to widen the area of administrative reforms. In the provinces the local administration and the methods of dispensing justice were still scandalously unsatisfactory, and this was the field to which the British representative next directed his efforts.

I also got a good kick out of playing against real WPT personalities -- or their likenesses, at the very least -- including Erick Lindgren, Evelyn Ng, Antonio Esfandiari, and even the Unabomber, Phil Laak.

This island has served as the setting for such influential books as Evelyn Waugh's Brideshead Revisited and Thomas Mann's Death in Venice.

Evelyn, her best friend and landlord, shifted beside her before waving a manicured hand at the clear night above them and asking, "Ever wonder what's out there?"

The dinner party Evelyn threw to celebrate Kiera's first commissioned piece of art had been a success, as was expected.

People don't know what they want, Evelyn, or life wouldn't suck.

Evelyn corrected with another giggle.

Evelyn only cooked when he spent the night, which would also explain how she ended up in her bed.

She recalled falling asleep on the roof and knew Evelyn to be too tipsy to carry or drag her down to her room.

Romas had no qualms about invading her bedroom to drag her out of bed if Evelyn directed him to.

The fact that he worshiped the ground Evelyn walked on and took care of her made Kiera jealous.

Evelyn was six feet tall and Romas a full head taller than her.

After all, he could fix things around the house that she and Evelyn ignored.

She'd known Evelyn since they were in elementary school, and she'd been renting a room from her for the past two years since graduating high school.

You'll have everything of Evelyn's put in your name and lock her in her bathroom or something.

Rather than return home right away, she explored several small jewelry stores, looking for the perfect gift for Evelyn before she took her daily trip to the gym.

You might have the house to yourself, Evelyn said.

Evelyn grinned and tossed a paperback at Kiera.

Evelyn bolted for the stairwell, unwilling to allow anyone but Kiera to see her without make-up, while Kiera went to the door.

Several minutes later, Evelyn's footsteps sounded on the wooden stairs.

Evelyn made it sound permanent, as though Kiera would just pick up and leave for another country.

Evelyn handled it all with cheerfulness while Kiera stressed over the shade of flowers clashing with the décor, and the cake containing nuts, which Romas was allergic to.

Evelyn's wedding was for a hundred invitees in a small chapel by the ocean followed by a reception for over twice that many guests.

Most of the guests were Evelyn's friends and family; Romas's small party consisted of only a handful of men-- cousins, according to Evelyn-- looking like an NFL team dressed uncomfortably in their tuxes.

The new necklace she wore that matched the one she bought for Evelyn glimmered in the mirror.

Evelyn stood in the dark grey room of the spaceship with its cozy, dim lighting and the soft purr of hidden machines.

She could paint anywhere, and her life was otherwise so unfulfilling, Evelyn didn't know how she could stand it.

It didn't spin webs and looked more to Evelyn like a mutated cat, but the moment she recalled Kiera's fear, she also realized that the cat-like creature would easily pass as a large spider.

Evelyn followed leisurely, unconcerned with being lost on the massive ship.

Evelyn hugged herself before looking down at the massive diamond on her ring finger.

Evelyn would've laughed had Kiera not appeared so terrified and bewildered.

There are monsters and big men with funny … At that point her talking became too quick for the translator hooked on Evelyn's ear to keep up.

Kiera's eyes strayed from Evelyn's, and she twisted all the way around, taking in everything, before she started to cry.

Kiera's tears stopped sometime during the hours of explanation and history lessons Evelyn gave.

She sat very still on the dark grey bed, her legs folded and hands in her lap, and stared at Evelyn.

They like you Kiera, Evelyn said, and raised her chin toward the warriors near them.

What else had Evelyn neglected to tell her?

She followed Evelyn into the craft, seeing only one Qatwali warrior to pilot the craft.

The group was silent and tense, the warriors flanking Evelyn eyeing Kiera as much as the distant flashes of light.

Even Evelyn walked away without so much as a glance.