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doc#139 | thirty days lost time to fix them. We do | n't | want Barton's Night Riders loose again" |
doc#148 | and not even a blood nephew"? </p><p> "I do | n't | want to be thrown out and I don't think |
doc#136 | his village"! </p><p> "No. Now dammit, I do | n't | want to go into any more explanations. |
doc#134 | and quiet. There was no one but me. I do | n't | want to leave it". </p><p> Clayton swung |
doc#141 | well as pleasin' to the ear, and he did | n't | want to miss a word of it. So would she |
doc#142 | come after his son another time. He did | n't | want to put himself outside the law. </p> |
doc#133 | Why didn't you go there"? </p><p> "We did | n't | want town work", Jones said. </p><p> "This |
doc#136 | will come along. That's why the Trust do | n't | want us to make it. That bastard Chambers |
doc#134 | easy, boy", Clayton whispered. "She does | n't | want you now. You take it easy, your time |
doc#136 | he hit the ground. "For Christ's sake, do | n't | waste your powder on one of 'em"! Montero |
doc#38 | overseas workers". MISSIONARY EXPLAINS "I do | n't | work for the Government", the American |
doc#135 | leather". </p><p> He added, "If this does | n't | work out, the three of you barricade yourself |
doc#148 | </p><p> "But you" -- she began. </p><p> "Do | n't | worry about me. It will turn out all right |
doc#139 | 're in the hills though, they'll rally, do | n't | worry about that". </p><p> Barton waited |
doc#144 | Tell me about Arbuckle! You killed him, did | n't | you"? </p><p> "It was Brenner's idea", Jess |
doc#133 | only about six miles from here. Why did | n't | you go there"? </p><p> "We didn't want town |
doc#141 | down at her expectantly. </p><p> "Well? Was | n't | you goin' to say somethin'"? Then, helpfully |
doc#142 | Key"? Macklin said. "What for"? </p><p> "Ca | n't | you guess"? Brannon said. "We're putting |
doc#46 | , Berger said. </p><p> Wagner replied, "Ca | n't | you just see the headline: 'City Hooked |
doc#141 | <p> "Oh, cut it out, Tom"! she snapped. "Ca | n't | you stop that stupid clowning for even |