Larkin certainly didn't resemble the sheriff in any way.
"Put your hands on the roof," Larkin demanded.
Larkin asked, trying to look down at Martha and at the same time keeping a wary eye on Dean, who was ready to kill her.
I don't know where Jake picked up Larkin, but he can send her back as far as I'm concerned.
When he stopped for a breath, she asked if Larkin was good-looking.
"That's what deputies and under-sheriffs are for," he answered with a grimace and then pictured sending snippy Miss Larkin burrowing underground like a weasel and rolling a stone against the entrance.
Dean telephoned the sheriff's office, crossing his fingers that the redheaded deputy Lady Larkin was out bagging the ten most wanted speeders.
The next stop on his list was visiting Ms. Lydia Larkin, deputy sheriff, whose presentation of a speeding ticket and general attitude still pissed him off, just remembering it.
Jake Weller had said Larkin was at one time a guard at the Cañon City prison, where Martha Boyd's mother was incarcerated.
Close on his heels was Lydia Larkin, tucking in her blouse and adjusting her skirt.
He explained his aborted visit to Lydia Larkin and watching as she embraced her boss.
Deputy Sheriff Lydia Larkin drove by in her official white Blazer and Dean repressed the impulse to give her a one-finger salute.
He wondered if it was Lydia Larkin, the new deputy, hot on the trail of a speeder.
Lydia Larkin moved into the glow and stood silhouetted before him.
He turned to Lydia Larkin as one of the EMT personnel hurried over.
Dean's Jeep was at the uphill end of the line of cluttered vehicles and Lydia Larkin was long gone by the time he was free to leave.
Lydia Larkin continued to stare, then shrugged and began filling her glass.
Ms. Larkin was far from sober, but Dean had unanswered questions.
They were close to wrapping up the session when deputy Lydia Larkin moved quietly into the room.
Dean joined the applause while Lydia Larkin looked embarrassed.
Lydia Larkin moved a step forward.
Dean thought about Lydia Larkin, the new redhead in town.
"There's Lydia Larkin," Cynthia said, reluctance evident in her voice.
Perhaps it is time to visit Ms Larkin again.
Ten minutes later, Lydia Larkin answered her door dressed in very tight and very small white shorts with a red elastic thing that covered only her breasts and nothing of the acres of skin in the middle.
Lydia Larkin thought the story was nonsense.
Lydia Larkin opened the door as soon as she spotted Dean.
Lydia Larkin spun out of the meadow in a cloud of dust, leaving Dean to await its dissipation before following in his open vehicle.
As he drove back to town, he continued to mull over what Under Sheriff Larkin had said about Fitzgerald.
Lydia Larkin had led Dean in with neither exchanging a word.
Aside from Larkin, there was only an elderly clerk who neither looked up nor spoke.
Lydia Larkin was bent over at the waist, hardly able to stand, clutching her mid-section.
Lydia Larkin considered her answer.
Brandon Westlake, mournfully depressed, readied for Billy Langstrom's funeral while Dean wondered if Lydia Larkin might be involved in funeral plans of her own.
There was no sign of Fitzgerald, Lydia Larkin, the jailer, or Fred O'Connor.
Dean then brought Lydia Larkin into the picture by telling Jake Weller how she had radioed Fitzgerald with the two Denver investigators in her car, making the call from the spot where he claimed she'd be out of reception.
Then he added, Ms. Larkin better watch her pretty butt.
His first thought was to call Ms. Larkin and demand further details.
Lydia Larkin is running for sheriff.
Knowing Lydia Larkin, I'm not so sure.
Dean didn't think Lydia Larkin did anything for the fun of it.
He mulled the subject over in his mind and decided to speak to Lydia Larkin again.
It was Lydia Larkin, in uniform, in her official vehicle.
Lydia Larkin was a wreck, as unstable as the night Billy Langstrom died.
Lydia Larkin stood, feet apart, in the classic shooting position, both hands clamped on her smoking gun.
In the days that followed, the shooting was ruled justified and Lydia Larkin was cleared of any wrongdoing.
Lydia Larkin was never brought into the picture.
When they questioned Jake Weller about the source of the high-level endorsement, he hinted Lydia Larkin knew someone in the system who'd pulled strings.
Newly crowned heroine Lydia Larkin won the election by eight votes.
Lydia Larkin let loose a sigh of relief.
It was designed by Larkin G.
Some of the plants are among the largest in existence, notably the Union and the Wagner Palace car works, the Union dry docks, the steel plants of the Lackawanna Iron and Steel Company, and the Larkin soap factory.
Among other authors may be noticed Henry James, sen., in Literary Remains; Prof. Masson, Carlyle, Personally and in his Writings; Conway, Thomas Carlyle; Larkin, The Open Secret of Carlyle's Life; Mrs Oliphant in Macmillan's Magazine for April 1881; G.
Larkin (1802-1858), was instructed to work for the secession of California from Mexico, without overt aid from the United States, but with their good-will and sympathy.