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doc#133 | the kitchen. She sat down at |
doc#133 | them on. She said, " |
doc#133 | of". </p><p> She helped him with |
doc#134 | whispered. " She doesn't want |
doc#135 | kissed him. She clung to him |
doc#135 | deep tenderness. She too began to |
doc#135 | the door. She crouched aside as |
doc#137 | death song. She was carrying a |
doc#137 | appreciated company. She had helped him |
doc#137 | place". </p><p> She showed her surprise |
doc#137 | her anything. She glanced around the |
doc#137 | the firelight. She studied it for |
doc#137 | coming next. She had picked up |
doc#137 | the chance. She was quick. |
doc#137 | was quick. She brought the quirt |
doc#137 | step back. She swung the quirt |
doc#137 | the saddle. </p><p> She came down against |
doc#137 | " -- </p><p> " She isn't, |
doc#137 | cheek. </p><p> " She 's not a |
doc#137 | girl said. She seemed irritated. |