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29668	Ogden, George W. (George Washington)	The Flockmaster of Poison Creek			.txt	text/plain	85612	5362	88	A little way from the door Mackenzie halted, hat in hand, giving the "What kind of a man is Dad Frazer?" Mackenzie asked, his mind running "No; we could use some other word," said Joan, turning her face away. "Well, Dad," Mackenzie said, in his slow, thoughtful way, "I don't "Hector ain't so bad, but he's got a look in his eyes like a man Mackenzie held up the light, looking the old man in the face. Mackenzie stood in silence, looking the way Swan and his woman had "Never mind, Joan--let that go," said Mackenzie, putting his arm "I don't think it would be that way with Joan," Mackenzie said, hoping Reid was bringing in the sheep when Mackenzie left, too far away for a "Come out here and we'll talk it over, Reid." Mackenzie said. "I don't know, Joan," Mackenzie said, lying like the "kind of a	./cache/29668.txt	./txt/29668.txt