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doc#135 | Take the pistol. You might need it. We'll | still | have the rifle, and I might be able to |
doc#135 | only a minute or two and the vicinity was | still | clear of guerrillas. </p><p> He looked at |
doc#136 | remained erect. The feathered lance was | still | above his head. As he started to slump |
doc#136 | wing. He jerked once in the grass and lay | still | . </p><p> "If you're goin' to kill 'em -- |
doc#137 | Amelia's death. Not all of it. There would | still | be plenty of moments of regret and sadness |
doc#138 | scraps and shreds of authority he felt might | still | be clinging to his person. With distaste |
doc#138 | corner of the hall on my way to the toilet I | still | could not tell for sure how far to the |
doc#138 | the stairs. The staircase itself seemed | still | to be echoing the heavy footfalls of many |
doc#139 | before their escape was discovered, but | still | the news that Barton was free flashed across |
doc#140 | and the same time, she was within it but | still | searching for the drawbridge that would |
doc#140 | greedy gloom of the trees. She stood quite | still | , trying to focus upon a direction in which |
doc#140 | veins had congealed, where cold demon wisps | still | clung and caressed. </p><p> Every movement |
doc#141 | half-mincing walk. Why did these yokels | still | wear boots, anyway, when most had scarcely |
doc#141 | she lost control of herself, and thus lost | still | another battle in the maddening struggle |
doc#142 | their heels, rider-fashion, over by the | still | empty calf wagon. Brannon was hunkered |
doc#142 | with lamplight. Deputy Marshal Luke Harper | still | stood guard on the veranda, a forlorn, |
doc#143 | searching out the area. He found nothing, but he | still | refused to give up and move out. </p><p> |
doc#143 | the shooting had been done, cattle were | still | disappearing. For less than a dozen miles |
doc#144 | enough to ascertain that Jess's buckskin was | still | missing and that his own gray was all right |
doc#144 | a difference. Somebody in this town must | still | have some backbone". </p><p> Over his shoulder |