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doc#142 | remember you", he said. "Every last one of you. | As | for you, Brannon" -- </p><p> "Put your gun |
doc#144 | and thrashed around in the stall. </p><p> | As | Curt had hoped, the house door banged open |
doc#144 | light a lantern which hung from a wire loop. | As | he crossed to the side of the stall, Curt |
doc#144 | lower and it would have knocked him out. | As | it was, his vision blurred and for a moment |
doc#146 | sprang to the nearest steps and ran down. | As | luck had it, he had not gone twenty feet |
doc#146 | by a third, sounding more distant. </p><p> | As | near as Cobb could determine the shots |
doc#147 | </p><p> The overcast was solid above him. | As | far as he could see there was no hole to |
doc#147 | etched their way into the gray and vanished. | As | if drawn by a wire the enemy flew into |
doc#148 | artist or anyone else would have admired. | As | it is in so many affairs of the heart, |
doc#148 | dividends on my investment in education". </p><p> | As | we expected, on the following day my Uncle |