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Three hundred feet . He put on the starboard wingtip flare . Two hundred . One hundred . Fifty . Then he boldly pressed the tit and helped himself to some more lumière . The port wingtip flare burst into life . Blinded by this terrific ...
Three hundred feet . He put on the starboard wingtip flare . Two hundred . One hundred . Fifty . Then he boldly pressed the tit and helped himself to some more lumière . The port wingtip flare burst into life . Blinded by this terrific ...
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99 " THREE hundred and ninety - eight ; three hundred and ninety - nine ; four hundred ! I refuse to count another one - four hundred and one , two . No , wait . " Cousin Clara closed her eyes . " That amounts to about six hundred in ...
99 " THREE hundred and ninety - eight ; three hundred and ninety - nine ; four hundred ! I refuse to count another one - four hundred and one , two . No , wait . " Cousin Clara closed her eyes . " That amounts to about six hundred in ...
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Four and a half days later , having covered two thousand five hundred miles , I was trudging along the road leading north out of the little town of Shelby , in the state of Montana . A car stopped about fifty yards ahead and the driver ...
Four and a half days later , having covered two thousand five hundred miles , I was trudging along the road leading north out of the little town of Shelby , in the state of Montana . A car stopped about fifty yards ahead and the driver ...
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African appeared arms arrived asked became began better boat called close course dark door early eyes face fact feeling feet felt fire fish five followed forces four gave give half hand head heard hills hour hundred interest knew lake land later least leave less light living looked means miles morning mountains moved never night officer once passed perhaps present reached reason returned river road Rollo round seemed seen short showed side smile soon stand started stood stopped Street tell thing thought tion told took town trees turned village voice waiting walked watched whole wind young