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doc#45 | that most try to avoid, as long as they can | see | an alternative approach to the problem. |
doc#110 | of their thought, which their opponents | see | and attack, but the truth which the latter |
doc#104 | of spooky museum in which they may half | see | and half imagine the old splendor. </p><p> |
doc#138 | and the two large fans which I could dimly | see | as daylight filtered through their vents |
doc#108 | backwoods-and-sand-hill subhumanity and to | see | at least one barn burn at midnight". Obviously |
doc#118 | characteristic anode surface temperature ( | see | below) since only a small region of the |
doc#110 | sovereignty that went to war in 1861 -- if only to | see | better how imperative is our need today |
doc#146 | his dinner, and as a consequence did not | see | Cobb strike the open range at the mouth |
doc#145 | opposite side of the wagon "Pa! Pa! I can | see | Dan. And he's with the Jacksons"! </p><p> |
doc#116 | other, as to which kind of man we wish to | see | dominate. We have proved so able to solve |
doc#145 | sight"! she replied. </p><p> By then Hez could | see | for himself, and so could the others. Soon |
doc#144 | mention my name. Tell her Curt Adams wants to | see | her". </p><p> Summers pulled up short, and |
doc#137 | shoulders, held by the string, and he could | see | her face more clearly than he had at any |
doc#145 | And she was deeply thankful that she could | see | her now, out there in the midst of a gay |
doc#145 | nothing but emptiness. And now she could | see | him, looking uncommon handsome, standing |
doc#133 | were glazed as if she didn't hear or even | see | him. She had reached a point at which she |
doc#136 | like a hideous devil. Now under me I could | see | him for what he really was, a boy dressed |
doc#138 | topped shoes; they somehow made me expect to | see | him launch into a vaudeville tapdance routine |
doc#145 | <p> Out of the corner of his eye, he could | see | his father's wheels beginning to turn. </p> |
doc#138 | hook on the wall, and underneath it I could | see | his tie, knotted, ready to be slipped over |