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doc#137 | knee, taking her weight so that |
doc#148 | I first saw her when my Uncle |
doc#95 | Portland home by her widowed mother, |
doc#142 | to come against her will. But |
doc#126 | woke up from her winter sleep. |
doc#134 | We may take her with us -- |
doc#141 | that none of her words would be |
doc#137 | and he grabbed her wrist. " |
doc#137 | time he caught her wrist and pulled |
doc#137 | twirling it around her wrist and smiling |