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doc#147 | superstition had originated that it was bad luck | for | a crew chief to watch his plane take off |
doc#147 | mission. Yet long before the scheduled time | for | return, Donovan would be watching for every |
doc#147 | time for return, Donovan would be watching | for | every speck in the sky. </p><p> Greg rumbled |
doc#147 | hundred yards wide with just about room enough | for | a properly performed hundred-and-eighty |
doc#147 | closing fast. They were headed straight | for | each other on a collision course. Friend |
doc#147 | camouflage planes. There was, of course, no way | for | the other planes to get by them. It was |
doc#147 | would bring them out. A hell of an altitude | for | a barrel roll, but it could be done. </p> |
doc#147 | shuddered. Luck was with him. His burst held | for | a second on the engine section of the plane |
doc#147 | all Greg had time to see. His maneuvering | for | the shot had placed him near the overcast |
doc#148 | help you make a living; this is not so, | for | education offers all kinds of dividends |
doc#148 | an affair with his wife. If it were not | for | an old professor who made me read the classics |
doc#148 | and what made people tick. </p><p> I worked | for | my Uncle (an Uncle by marriage so you will |
doc#148 | wondered vaguely what he did about women | for | my Aunt, by blood, had died some years |
doc#148 | circumspectly and I felt that she knew it, | for | we both kept our distance. </p><p> When she |
doc#148 | When she appeared at the store to help out | for | a few hours even my looking at her was |
doc#148 | that we had a strong physical attraction | for | one another and we both feared to dwell |
doc#148 | couch. </p><p> When we opened the door again | for | business and switched on the lights she |
doc#148 | the same size. He could use your clothes | for | a costume and a heavy veil for a mask. |
doc#148 | your clothes for a costume and a heavy veil | for | a mask. When I show up he will know you |
doc#148 | knew who it was I could have mistaken it | for | my Aunt so well did her clothes fit him |