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| 8 | 43 | She View more quotes about drew">drew forth the blade from the sheath. |
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| 8 | 40 | I saw belongings of mine upon the table, doubtless fetched from Lydius. |
| 8 | 41 | "It was clear quite early," she said, "that you were no common ruffian from the docks of Lydius". |
| 8 | 42 | She sifted golden tarn disks through her fingers. |
| 8 | 43 | She drew forth the blade from the sheath. |
| 8 | 44 | "I am told," said she, "this is a finely tempered blade, keen, subtly balanced, the weapon of one who is of the warriors". |
| 8 | 45 | "Perhaps," I said. |
| 8 | 46 | She unwrapped from its fur the carving, in bluish stone, of the head of a beast. |