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doc#140 her fear. She regarded them as signs that she was nearing the glen she sought, and she
doc#145 the first carefree, dreamless sleep that she had known since they dropped down the canyon
doc#137 reins and moving the gelding around so that she could get a better look at his face. It
doc#145 Sally. And she was deeply thankful that she could see her now, out there in the midst
doc#140 sacred, sacrificial basin. It was there that she would have to enact her renunciation, beg
doc#142 between him and his wife. She wished that she could talk to her mother about it. Not
doc#133 she thought about what he had said; then she murmured: "You're very kind, Mr. Morgan
doc#140 might never see one another again. Then she turned the station wagon around and headed
doc#137 firelight. She studied it for a long time. Then she turned back to Wilson and smiled, and he
doc#142 pry into grownups' affairs -- as though she were a little kid like Elena! </p><p> At
doc#109 by those of Jackson Pollock. At one time she felt impelled to make dances that "moved
doc#140 not feel comfortable about her child until she had personally confided her to the care
doc#137 been too many. He watched the girl until she had gone into the trees, and waited until
doc#141 into a tantrum -- teased and provoked until she lost control of herself, and thus lost
doc#133 to give us work". </p><p> The grateful way she looked at Morgan made him ashamed of himself
doc#148 that was like New Orleans sunshine, the way she held her head, the way she walked -- there
doc#148 sunshine, the way she held her head, the way she walked -- there was scarcely anything she
doc#135 turned away. He was thinking that the way she had responded to his own kiss hadn't meant
doc#140 </p><p> She did not pause to consider what she would do if her plan should fail; she directed
doc#140 between two trees at random and headed in what she believed was the direction of the pool.