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doc#140 | by a vile sensuality that writhed around | her | throat in ever-tightening circles. </p><p> |
doc#142 | live in her father's house for a time. Give | her | time to miss you. Maybe she will then come |
doc#140 | her dedication to her mission would enable | her | to accomplish it. </p><p> The forest was |
doc#144 | to take a message to Diane Molinari. Tell | her | to come here to the hotel". </p><p> Vastly |
doc#144 | the stairway, then turned to add, "Tell | her | to come to Adams's room, that Adams is |
doc#140 | presence numbingly close, yet too far for | her | to hear. Silence stood in front of her, |
doc#144 | Adams's room, that Adams is in trouble. Tell | her | to hurry". </p><p> "Yes sir". His face pale |
doc#135 | dragging her off her feet. He hovered over | her | to shield her, for spent bullets were thudding |
doc#140 | child until she had personally confided | her | to the care of the little pink woman who |
doc#133 | moment, wondering what could have reduced | her | to this condition. He had seen a few nester |
doc#137 | </p><p> "You own this place"? she said, and | her | tone had softened until it was almost friendly |
doc#140 | sucked up the moisture in her mouth so that | her | tongue was dry and hard and stuck to the |
doc#148 | pink neck and suddenly she jumped up, and | her | two arms encircled me in a bear-like crush |
doc#95 | also 80 and bedridden for 20 years, and | her | uncle, 76, who once ran a candy shop. REFUSES |
doc#140 | to at last be doing something positive in | her | unenunciated, undefined struggle with the |
doc#133 | was bruised and bleeding. </p><p> He picked | her | up, sliding one hand under her shoulders |
doc#145 | their rippling muscles as Rod and Dan swung | her | up into the load. "A body would swear I |
doc#140 | protested, aching painfully where the blood in | her | veins had congealed, where cold demon wisps |
doc#148 | help out for a few hours even my looking at | her | was surreptitious lest my Uncle notice |
doc#137 | shoulders and went down on one knee, taking | her | weight so that some of the wind was driven |