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| 7 | 35 | I View more quotes about walked">walked through the streets of Lydius until I came to the small metal-worker's shop, one out of the main ways of the city. |
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| 7 | 32 | Little love is lost betwixt the castes of warriors and assassins. |
| 7 | 33 | Each deems himself the superior of, and the natural foe, of the other. |
| 7 | 34 | The sword of the warrior, commonly, is pledged to a Home Stone, that of the assassin to gold and the knife. |
| 7 | 35 | I walked through the streets of Lydius until I came to the small metal-worker's shop, one out of the main ways of the city. |
| 7 | 36 | I entered the shop. |
| 7 | 37 | "Are you still crying?" I asked Constance. |
| 7 | 38 | She sat in the straw beside an anvil. |