They said a little girl too young to remember her name miraculously washed ashore.

She had seen the dancers' dressing room, where thirty girls washed and changed in a space rather smaller than Bucket's office.

The girls washed their own clothes and those of local residents in the Reformatory's large laundry.

The girl took the children to a bedroom, and washed them one by one quite thoroughly.

While the girls washed their hands, White Deer set the table.

A girl at the hairdresser's was washing my hair.

The fact is, the girl was washing the glasses.

Having made her decision, the girl washed her face and began to pack.

The girls went to the water and washed the things.

But their informants were too far removed to provide other relevant details: Had the girl washed her hands?