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doc#138 | just what I had expected him to look like I | could | not have explained. He was a man in his |
doc#138 | what this dapper, slightly ridiculous man | could | possibly have to do with the workings of |
doc#139 | </p><p> "Hell with it". </p><p> Before they | could | guess his intention Rankin stepped forward |
doc#139 | head. </p><p> They were free. Even Barton | could | not quite believe it. It had gone without |
doc#139 | before he exhaled. </p><p> Through the gloom he | could | not see the man beside him clearly but |
doc#139 | over with a horse. A company of cavalry | could | n't come in there if two men were guarding |
doc#139 | keg, and Mitchell Barton the fuse which | could | send it into explosive violence. </p><p> |
doc#139 | the swelling volume of a hundred tornadoes | could | be heard for miles. Hague, like all who |
doc#139 | breathed for the mining company. </p><p> No man | could | have reached his spot nor held it without |
doc#140 | . Atonement, if atonement were possible, | could | only be made at that sacred, sacrificial |
doc#140 | previous journey there with Grace, and she | could | but hope that her dedication to her mission |
doc#140 | would accept them all -- knowing that it | could | thrive equally well on slaughter and beneficence |
doc#140 | wondered if he would ever understand. How | could | he comprehend her need when he himself |
doc#140 | light of the sun to act as compass, Pamela | could | no longer be positive of her direction. |
doc#140 | arm on a naked stone. For a moment, she | could | not catch her breath and then, her breath |
doc#140 | density about it, a thick substance that | could | be sensed but never identified, never actually |
doc#140 | throat in ever-tightening circles. </p><p> She | could | not scream, for even if a sound could take |
doc#140 | She could not scream, for even if a sound | could | take shape within her parched mouth, who |
doc#141 | stared at him in weary silence, "Maybe you | could | write it down for me, huh? Print it in |
doc#141 | confidence in an almost teensy package. If I | could | make myself feel the same way ... </p><p> |