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| 4 | 4 | View more quotes about knee">Knee deep in the mire I thrust, slipping, against the thick wooden wheel. |
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| 4 | 1 | We See Smoke; We Encounter Soldiers I thrust my shoulder against the giant wooden wheel of the slave wagon. |
| 4 | 2 | I heard, ahead, the crying out of the driver, the snapping of his long whip over the backs of the two draft tharlarion harnessed to the wagon. |
| 4 | 3 | "Pull, lazy beasts!" he cried. |
| 4 | 4 | Knee deep in the mire I thrust, slipping, against the thick wooden wheel. |
| 4 | 5 | The wheel moved and the wagon, groaning, creaking, lurched upward and rolled forward. |
| 4 | 6 | I waded about the wagon and then attained the graveled surface and, running, caught up with the wagon, and drew myself up to the wagon box, beside the driver. |
| 4 | 7 | "Why do you wish to find Grunt?" asked the driver, a young man with shaggy hair, cut short across the base of his neck. |