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17614	Parrish, Randall	Bob Hampton of Placer			.txt	text/plain	90703	6176	83	The gray eyes resting thoughtfully on the old soldier's haggard face Hampton's gray eyes looked for a long moment fixedly into her darker fallen, the man resting face downward, the slender figure of the girl Hampton's watchful eyes swept the others face suspiciously, and his Hampton sat silent, gazing out of the window, his eyes apparently on He remained standing, hat in hand, his face shadowed, his eyes "Never mind about that little affair, Kid," and Hampton rested his hand "Gentlemen," said Hampton, gravely, his clear voice sounding like the "Well, Lieutenant Brant," and the older man rose to his feet, his eyes Mason nodded, his eyes wandering from Hampton's expressive face to the Hampton turned his head and looked soberly into the freckled face, Miss Naida, your face, your eyes, even your lips almost Brant scarcely glanced at them, his grave eyes on Hampton's stern face.	./cache/17614.txt	./txt/17614.txt