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the tanks
and dump the oil into the
sea. The system was to be used
in case of an emergency.
I knew this was an emergency.
But it wasn't that
simple.
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unusual to
find any carpenter who's
as talented as you are on
restoration work."
"That sounds fabulous!" Mady cried, with
real joy in her voice. Bill
went on. "And that's where my
parents come in," he said.
"I talked to them, too."
(Love in Bloom, by Jennie
Abbott)
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careless
people can be. He's even
laughed about it. And he doesn't
sell anything that is very
rare or costly. (Picture of Evil, by
Janet Lorimer)
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thanks. I work
at a restaurant all day,
and somehow it sort of kills your
appetite." (No Secrets,
by Nancy White)
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a bit. When
she noticed this,
Jane became serious again. (The Road to
Love, by T. P. Turner)
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Joe said. "But you don't
have much chance of getting
one
around this area unless
union members back you up."
(Chance of a Lifetime, by
Jennie Abbott)
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the club,
"you should put down your
clipboard more often." "What
do you mean?" Joe
asked, sounding a little confused. "It's
just that you're less serious--and
a lot more fun--without
it," Vonnie answered.
(Chance of a Lifetime,
by Jennie Abbott)
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the tiny
transmitter. And she hoped
that Dawson would pick up the
signal and get to her in
time. She wished she'd remembered
it before now. But there
was no use in wishing. She rolled
over and began to swim.
(A Dangerous Game, by Janet
Lorimer)
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who would
not answer them, who were
to blame, or the ushers at the
meeting; it was the poor
women who had had bruises and
their knocks and scratches,
and who were put into prison
for doing precisely nothing
but holding a protest meeting in
the street
after it was
all over.
(Militant Suffragists, by
Emmeline Pankhurst)
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having been
under a concern on account
of some Friends who, this
summer, A. D. 1758, had
bought Negro slaves, the said
meeting moved
it
in their quarterly-meeting, to have the
minute reconsidered in the
yearly-meeting, which was made
last on that subject:...
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John Woolman)
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to admit
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didn't want to break her
date with Tony. (Never Too Late,
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and his judgments. In this
sense I have never looked
upon ease and happiness as ends
in themselves--this ethical
basis I call the ideal of a
pigsty. (The World as I
See It, by Albert Einstein)
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pretends to
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she was
ready for it. But as she
headed down to the trailers to
wash
up, Richie stopped her.
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at Frank
Dawson. he couldn't be serious.
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face, she knew
that he
was. (A Dangerous Game, by Janet
Lorimer)
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on the northern bank of the river are
separated according to a
design that has lanes running
between every three or four
of them and steps leadin down
to the riverbank, giving
the vague impression of metal
chains when the flagstones
reflect the light from the sun or
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Township, which had arisen
across the river to serve as a
huge screen to protect the
village and infuse it with the
proper spirit. But since
the people of Stream of Wandering
Spirits are divided among
ten surnames, all sharing in the
auspiciousness of the location,
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Gong clans prosper?£¨¡¶¸¡Ôê¡·Ó¢Òë±¾£¸Ò³£©
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grieving womenfolk walked
by, wailing bitterly, in
full-length mourning clothes,
their
heads and faces covered
by hempen hoods. When they
moved to the side of the
road and parted their hoods
slightly, they saw Golden Dog
standing off in the distance,
his eyes staring blankly, his jaw
hanging slack. After a momentary
pause in the wailing,
they
really let loose, and under
their
breath they whispered to
the pallbearers to hurry
the coffin to the graveyard.
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were making revolution,
we
were
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holding sway, even though
some
of our heads hung on
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