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It was the only thing in his life for which he felt guilt.
His looting of the orderly room had taken only a minute or two and the vicinity was still clear of guerrillas.
It was pitiful to see the thin ranks of warriors, old and young, wheeling and twisting their ponies frantically from side to side only to be tumbled bleeding from their saddles by the relentless slam, slam of the cruelly efficient Hawkinses.
The fire had gone down, and the man was only a shadow against the trees.
There was only one place where Jake Carwood's description had gone badly awry: the peace and quiet.
It was the only thing about her that was the least bit hard to remember.
under the circumstances I was only too willing to confess all.
only the counter at one end was lighted by a long fluorescent tube suspended directly above it.
On a shelf in the office behind the counter was a small radio dialed permanently on a station which broadcast only vulgar commercials and cheap popular music.
Once, pressing him, I learned that his job was only part-time, in the afternoons when nothing went on in the hall.
Though only a relatively short walk separated it from my own part of town, its character was wholly foreign to me.
The river was only a few blocks away but an unbroken line of piers prevented me from seeing it.
Although it was dark as usual I could see that the hall had only recently contained a great many people.
This desire, I went on, growing voluble as my conviction was aroused, had mounted at such a rate recently that I now found its realization necessary not only to my physical but also to my spiritual wellbeing.
The only reason we brought you was to get Miller out.
The only thing which would have attracted attention was that two wore the uniform of prison guards, three the striped suits of convicts.
He had belonged to this land and, perhaps, had desecrated it -- and this was the only material symbol that remained of him.
There was only one place where the mountain might receive her -- that unnamed, unnameable pool harbored in its secret bosom.
Now, he could only play the last card in what was probably the world's coldest deck.
He was only vaguely aware of the sluicing rain.
He paused only long enough to ascertain that Jess's buckskin was still missing and that his own gray was all right, then climbed through a back window and dropped to the ground outside.
There was no lock on the door, only an iron hook which he unfastened.
Again he stood in the darkness listening, but there was only the scrape of a shod hoof on a plank floor.
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He was thinking that the way she had responded to his own kiss hadn't meant what he had believed it had.
He might tell her how sorry a spectacle she was making of herself, pretending to be blind to the way Julia Fortune had taken Dean's affections from her.
Then he was on his way at a gallop.
In his mood, it was the best way to handle him ; ;
This, he was sure, was the way they would act ; ;
`` Fred was mighty crude about the way he took in cattle '' his own hired man, Andy Ross, mentioned later.
The mere fact that the tall figure with the rifle and field glasses had been seen riding that way was enough to frighten three rustling homesteaders out of the Upper Laramie country in a single week.
The hands and their bosses saw him as a lone knight of the range, waging a dedicated crusade against a lawless new society that was threatening a beloved way of life.
From the way the wound in his head was itching, Dan knew that it would heal.
She was glad, completely and unselfishly glad, to see that things were working out the right way for both Sally and Dan.
Even the knowledge that she was losing another boy, as a mother always does when a marriage is made, did not prevent her from having the first carefree, dreamless sleep that she had known since they dropped down the canyon and into Bear Valley, way, way back there when they were crossing those other mountains.
All the doors were open at this hour except one, and it was toward this that Stevens made his way with Russ close at his shoulder.
Leading his pony, he hurried that way, not remounting till he was well below the level of the surrounding range.
There was, of course, no way for the other planes to get by them.
The way his red rubber lips were stretched across his pearly little teeth I thought he was only having a little joke, but, no, he wanted me to bend down from the roar of wind so he could roar something into my ear.
There was something about the contour of her face, her smile that was like New Orleans sunshine, the way she held her head, the way she walked -- there was scarcely anything she did which did not fascinate me.
It was nearly sundown and he went to the back of the wagon, half-swimming his way, for he was not a tall man.
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When they were closer and he saw that one was a woman, he was more puzzled than ever.
Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.
Cabot turned back to the men and he was drunk with the thing they would do, wild to break from the cloying warmth of the saloon into the cold of the ebbing night.
It was a relief when they finally came.
It was hotter once they reached the flat, and drier, but the grass was better.
It was, I felt, possible that they were men who, having received no tickets for that day, had remained in the hall, to sleep perhaps, in the corners farthest removed from the counter with its overhead light.
It was all right to put a bunch of ranchers onto horses, to call them Night Riders, to set out to attack the largest mining combination the country had ever seen if all they wanted was adventure.
The one thing they had in common was their hatred.
When they reached their neighbor's house, Pamela said a few polite words to Grace and kissed Melissa lightly on the forehead, the impulse prompted by a stray thought -- of the type to which she was frequently subject these days -- that they might never see one another again.
His face was stiff with anger when they let go of his arms.
Once the door was open, they crowded him inside the dark building.
He was uttering threats in a low but savage voice when they closed and padlocked the door.
Haying time was close at hand, and they needed some strong branches to repair a hay rack.
Seeing them waiting there at the foot of Emigrant Rock was so overwhelming that, for a good minute after they rounded the bend and started down the grade leading toward them, Matilda could not speak at all.
The wound in his scalp was examined, pronounced healing, and well doctored with simples, before they dished up the victuals.
Out in the center of the circle the farmer, who was Dan, wasted no time when they came to the line, `` The farmer choose his wife ''.
Fleischman with eight was to patrol the Leyte Gulf area, with his main task to get any kamikaze before they got to the ships.
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