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Usage examples of sybil.

On Monday, November 10, Susan Atkins had a visitor at Sybil Brand, Sue Bartell, who told her about the death of Zero.

Aaron laid it out for him: while at Sybil Brand, Susan Atkins had confessed to two other inmates that she was involved not only in the Hinman but also the Tate and LaBianca murders.

Carol Ashton and Sybil Quade at the wedding of Patricia James and Marcus Bourke at Balmoral Beach and afterwards at the Bathers Pavilion Restaurant at the same location.

Just as Sybil had said nothing about the buttonhook and the beads, she said nothing about the wheat.

And in reconstructing the powerful experience of the lost two years between the third and the fifth grades Sybil had made clear that this had not been the first dissociation.

I do not want to spend another twenty-five years in Pictavi or some other equally dreadful place posing as a sybil and living in a cave.

The runes endowed clear-sightedness from her seeress Aunt Sybil, a good ear from her own father, Colin Songsmith, and a few other gifts that were more on the order of well wishes than magical bestowments.

Sybil and after Sybil, Rachel and finally Olga, due back in a month, and as a double postscript his half-promises to Tapper Sugg and the Town Clerk.

These keepers of the unintegrated past with its angry and fearful memories had returned to Sybil.

Taking place in a basement aglow with blow torches used by Vulcanian figures wearing goggles and black aprons, the class stirred in Sybil memories of Willow Corners.

Sybil slept in the part of the long room that had an old woodburning fireplace.

Great-Aunt Sybil who lived in Wilton and to whom Beatrice was acting as a companion until some luckless woman would be fool enough to answer her advertisement.

Aunt Sybil could on no account be expected to manage without a companion, Beatrice was invited to spend a week in her place.

Underbrush was scantier, and trees larger, than near Sybil Brown's cottage, and the mossy groundcover, which had been cheerfully sprinkled with dogwood and saxifrage near the wizard's castle, began more and more to sprout mugwort, lousewort, fly-specked orchia, skunk cabbage, wax flowers and the deceptively demure pink bell-like blossoms of poisonous bog rosemary.

What it craved was little crunchy brown bits, the food group of the gods, and Sybil reliably always left the pan too long on the dragon.