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doc#138 | wearing. I did not despair, however; far from | it | ! I was constantly searching for clues around |
doc#138 | structure and other buildings concealed | it | . For weeks I wandered about this neighborhood |
doc#138 | interview with the director I saw why. Although | it | was dark as usual I could see that the |
doc#138 | stopped by the counter. No one was behind | it | , but in the rear wall of the office I noticed |
doc#138 | which had been left partially open. Past | it | I could see part of a desk, a flag in a |
doc#139 | flat, hard cap was small, but he thrust | it | to the back of his head. </p><p> "Tie him |
doc#139 | found a cigar in his breast pocket, passing | it | over silently. He too knew the agony of |
doc#139 | took the picture in a lean hand, studying | it | thoughtfully. </p><p> "Dangerous"? </p><p> |
doc#140 | of her mother, she did not comment upon | it | . </p><p> After they had finished eating, |
doc#140 | turned the station wagon around and headed | it | back down the hill, with the village as |
doc#140 | Perhaps it was insane, Pamela thought. Perhaps | it | was all a vividly conceived dream. But |
doc#140 | faced the terrible possibility that, if | it | were a dream, it was one from which she |
doc#140 | utterly ridiculous; today, on the contrary, | it | seemed utterly reasonable. </p><p> She did |
doc#140 | forest would accept them all -- knowing that | it | could thrive equally well on slaughter |
doc#140 | over, she found the words to tell him about | it | , she wondered if he would ever understand |
doc#140 | At one and the same time, she was within | it | but still searching for the drawbridge |
doc#140 | embrace. There was a peculiar density about | it | , a thick substance that could be sensed |
doc#141 | found exactly the right statement. She began | it | deliberately, so that none of her words |
doc#141 | n't amount to anything. But" -- </p><p> "But | it | don't matter a-tall", Lord supplied fondly |
doc#141 | in weary silence, "Maybe you could write | it | down for me, huh? Print it in real big |