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doc#133 | immediately and strode to his rifle. It could be | some | kind of trick Budd had thought up. No one |
doc#133 | send them on, either. </p><p> "I could use | some | help", Morgan said finally, "but I can't |
doc#133 | room, woke the girl. He said, "I've got | some | supper ready". </p><p> She rubbed her eyes |
doc#133 | thread"? the girl asked. "My dress needs | some | work on it". </p><p> He nodded and, going |
doc#135 | The main bunch is outside, but there are | some | over there inside the wall". </p><p> Mike |
doc#135 | the rifle, and I might be able to round up | some | more. I'll stampede the rest of these horses |
doc#135 | the stockade rifles began to explode as | some | of the guerrillas fired at shadows that |
doc#136 | Montero. This time he delayed so long that | some | of the engages shouted frantically, but |
doc#137 | time to compose himself. </p><p> "There's | some | mistake", he said finally. "You're right |
doc#137 | down on one knee, taking her weight so that | some | of the wind was driven out of him. It made |
doc#137 | house, his hopes had been high. Already | some | of the pain had gone from Amelia's death |
doc#137 | water. Well, the grass was there, though in | some | places the ground was too steep for a cow |
doc#138 | had no measure of comparison. I had for | some | time been hoping, in vain, for one of the |
doc#139 | What's wrong with him"? </p><p> "He's having | some | kind of a fit". </p><p> The sergeant turned |
doc#139 | the bed of an ancient river, buckled in | some | prehistoric upheaval of earth. It was partially |
doc#139 | their troubles. Ten years ago they blew up | some | of our ditches. It cost us a hundred thousand |
doc#140 | blindly. She had to escape. She had to move in | some | direction -- any direction that would take |
doc#141 | seemed very pleased with himself, as though | some | intricate scheme was working out exactly |
doc#142 | paper cigarettes, lounged about. There was | some | idle talk, a listless discussion of this |
doc#143 | his own rifle in his hands, and he threw | some | answering fire back at the mysterious far |