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| 34 | 185 | I lifted my View more quotes about hand">hand to him. |
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| 34 | 182 | He turned and strode off, saying no more, Torm's chest and head sticking out behind from under his arm. |
| 34 | 183 | Torm hit him several times with the scroll but the blows seemed not to faze him. |
| 34 | 184 | At last Torm, before he disappeared from sight, waved his scroll in farewell. |
| 34 | 185 | I lifted my hand to him. |
| 34 | 186 | "I wish you well, little Torm," I said. |
| 34 | 187 | I would miss him, and the Older Tarl. |
| 34 | 188 | And my father, my father. |