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doc#144 to get an inkling of Brenner's plans. " It doesn't seem quite right, telling her a
doc#144 buckskin. Curt snuffed out the match. </p><p> It was certain now that Jess was in the house
doc#144 forget about Brenner, too", Curt said. " It 's Ben Arbuckle we're going to talk about
doc#144 home a solid left to Jess's mid-section. It was like hitting a sack of salt. Pain shout
doc#144 a few seconds trying to yank them loose. It gave Curt time to stagger to his feet. </p>
doc#144 Arbuckle! You killed him, didn't you"? </p><p> " It was Brenner's idea", Jess mumbled, dabbing
doc#146 Cobb's assent was tight. "You do the same. It 's all I ask, Stevens". </p><p> Separating
doc#146 the place. </p><p> "Where yuh goin'"? </p><p> It was the barkeep. Halting, Pat turned to
doc#146 cowpuncher would come by honestly. Pat nodded. " It 's within a hundred of what Crip had", he
doc#146 there, looking across at the young fellow. " It 'll be a pleasure for you to return this
doc#146 me", he ruled decidedly. I've had enough. It was you that tracked it down anyway, Stevens
doc#146 would have told him"? he asked himself. " It 's the second time War Ax hands made a play
doc#147 miles from the bivouac area to the strip. It was a rough long ride through the mud and
doc#147 's shoulders. "But this goddamn climate. It 's for carabao not airplanes". </p><p> "We
doc#147 performed hundred-and-eighty-degree turn. It was only a fifteen-minute flight, but before
doc#147 never able to get above a thousand feet. It was frustrating. His earphones were constantly
doc#147 way for the other planes to get by them. It was a box. But they could turn and escape
doc#147 moved the flights over against one wall. It gave them all a chance to make a high-speed
doc#147 </p><p> He tightened his turn. His nose up. It was going to be dangerous. Eight aircraft
doc#147 then added another. The enemy did not veer. It did not seem possible that they hadn't