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doc#135 | He dropped a man with the first bullet. | At | the same moment Wheeler Fiske fired the |
doc#136 | ; under me the ground quivered slightly. | At | first they were only feathers and dark |
doc#136 | thought .... </p><p> Montero's rifle cracked. | At | first I thought he had missed. Gray Eyes |
doc#136 | his horse. </p><p> I squeezed the trigger. | At | the last second I dropped my sights from |
doc#138 | Meanwhile spring had passed well into summer. | At | last, when I put it to him directly, the |
doc#140 | fortress, eclipsing the sun and human time. | At | one and the same time, she was within it |
doc#142 | she were a little kid like Elena! </p><p> | At | the moment, the three men were not saying |
doc#145 | heels and feeling coltish again too, gal". | At | these words of sympathy and understanding |
doc#145 | dairy-oh, the farmer in the dell". </p><p> | At | the sight of Sally's happy face and carefree |
doc#146 | Pat let him go, following more leisurely. | At | the first restaurant he sensibly pulled |
doc#146 | Jerusalem! Let's get out of here"! </p><p> | At | the first shot Russ had hurled his mount |
doc#147 | that pilot and plane would always return. | At | the prearranged time, Greg started the |