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doc#139 before a group of Easterners had bought out the Haskell claims in the rocky hills south
doc#139 seventy-five-foot jets of water against the huge seam of tertiary gravel which was
doc#139 associates trusted him. He lived and breathed for the mining company. </p><p> No man could have
doc#140 porch of the Culver house, Pamela turned the wheel, guiding the car to its familiar
doc#140 and went into the house. Here, she dropped the keys on a small table beside the door and
doc#140 random and headed in what she believed was the direction of the pool. She remembered little
doc#141 demanded, when Lord confronted him. "I'm not the only man in town with a gun, or the only
doc#142 lurid display of lightning in the sky to the east. Later, they'd heard the rumble of
doc#142 They tracked mud on the oaken floor, on the carpet. Their presence fouled the elegance
doc#143 sound of his name was the tool he needed for the job he'd promised to do. </p><p> Tom Horn
doc#143 a dozen miles from the unplowed land of the dead man lived another settler who had
doc#143 professional ladies of Cheyenne, he laid claim to the killing with the vague insinuations he
doc#144 the darkness listening, but there was only the scrape of a shod hoof on a plank floor.
doc#144 terrified squeal and thrashed around in the stall. </p><p> As Curt had hoped, the house
doc#144 his head came down, Curt grabbed him by the hair and catapulted him head first into
doc#144 hair and catapulted him head first into the wall. </p><p> The building shook, setting
doc#144 Curt followed, reaching behind him to shut the door and hook it. Black would have little
doc#145 putting in his two-bits' worth. </p><p> Soon as the Burnsides moved on, he'd lead Rex down
doc#145 bitterly, picking up his shirt and staring at the fresh bullet hole in the sleeve. If I had
doc#146 was inside, clearly enjoying himself to the hilt and already so tipsy that it seemed