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doc#139 | Hague wasted no words, but now he found | himself | unable to stop their flow although he knew |
doc#140 | How could he comprehend her need when he | himself | was innocent? Indian ghosts would not impinge |
doc#141 | she told herself. Just so darned sure of | himself | that he puts the Indian sign on everyone |
doc#141 | almost any emergency. He had to depend on | himself | , since he was invariably miles and hours |
doc#141 | steering wheel. He seemed very pleased with | himself | , as though some intricate scheme was working |
doc#141 | Highlands big shots". </p><p> McBride reddened. He | himself | had heard that there was gangster money |
doc#141 | keep up with them. No more could he defend | himself | against them. He seemed to be fighting |
doc#142 | son another time. He didn't want to put | himself | outside the law. </p><p> With him were Hank |
doc#143 | against a log fence rail, then tried to lift | himself | . Two more shots followed in quick succession |
doc#143 | Privately, he created and magnified an image of | himself | as a hired assassin. For a blood-chilling |
doc#143 | his downfall in the end. </p><p> He had made | himself | the personification of the Devil to the |
doc#144 | someone like Jess, but Curt couldn't bring | himself | to do it. </p><p> Apparently sensing this |
doc#144 | there"? </p><p> Jess didn't seem too sure | himself | . He lurched drunkenly to his feet, lowered |
doc#144 | 's house. Maybe if the marshal hears this | himself | , it'll make a difference. Somebody in this |
doc#145 | the river; there he could shave and scrub | himself | up for the evening. Damn it, he thought |
doc#145 | replied. </p><p> By then Hez could see for | himself | , and so could the others. Soon they were |
doc#146 | expectation, Carmer was inside, clearly enjoying | himself | to the hilt and already so tipsy that it |
doc#146 | and dull as the day before payday. Carmer | himself | was nowhere to be seen. </p><p> A man knocked |
doc#146 | his hands on his pants-legs as if ridding | himself | of something unclean. His glance at Gyp |
doc#146 | who else would have told him"? he asked | himself | . "It's the second time War Ax hands made |