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She made a sign, and the car whirled away rapidly.
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The thing is so well planned that it is an impossibility for us to fail.
And then, with complete unexpectedness, the blow fell.
There were men who laid down their lives for their country in the war.
I want you to take charge of the ranch accounts and correspondence.
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She nodded.
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Brother achille has gone home again to the land of myths.
Very cautiously we turned the key in the garden door.
She bids you take courage.
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There seemed no one about, and i crawled into a thick tangle of bushes and awaited developments.