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doc#133 an arm and helped her into the kitchen. She sat down at the table, shaking her head
doc#133 eyes, he knew he couldn't send them on. She said, "I guess the Lord looks out for fools
doc#133 she said. "That's all I'm sure of". </p><p> She helped him with the dishes, then he brought
doc#134 take it easy, boy", Clayton whispered. " She doesn't want you now. You take it easy,
doc#135 pistol. Susan halted Dean and kissed him. She clung to him, talking to him, and dabbing
doc#135 kissed her also, and with deep tenderness. She too began to weep. He released her and
doc#135 bounced to her feet and slammed the door. She crouched aside as bullets beat at the portal
doc#137 the drums and the wail of the death song. She was carrying a quirt, and she started to
doc#137 darkness, he would have appreciated company. She had helped him change his mind. </p><p> "
doc#137 . Why should I? I own the place". </p><p> She showed her surprise by tightening the reins
doc#137 face. It didn't seem to tell her anything. She glanced around the clearing, taking in
doc#137 within the far reaches of the firelight. She studied it for a long time. Then she turned
doc#137 the girl, wondering what was coming next. She had picked up the quirt and was twirling
doc#137 to say more, but he never got the chance. She was quick. She brought the quirt down,
doc#137 he never got the chance. She was quick. She brought the quirt down, slashing it across
doc#137 across his cheek, and he tried to step back. She swung the quirt again, and this time he
doc#137 and pulled her out of the saddle. </p><p> She came down against him, and he tried to
doc#137 most good. If you were a man" -- </p><p> " She isn't, mister". </p><p> The voice came from
doc#137 scar that slanted across his cheek. </p><p> " She 's not a man, mister", he said. "I am. If
doc#137 the rifle down, Joseph", the girl said. She seemed irritated. "I thought I told you