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| 8 | 542 | "There they are!" View more quotes about cried">cried a fellow, one of the drovers, pointing towards us. |
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| 8 | 539 | The men, I gathered, were drovers, members probably of the same crew that I had seen arrive earlier, those who had driven their kaiila, crying out and shouting, through the streets. |
| 8 | 540 | "Gentlemen!" cried the auctioneer. |
| 8 | 541 | "Do not break the peace! Sheathe your steel! There is a sale in progress". |
| 8 | 542 | "There they are!" cried a fellow, one of the drovers, pointing towards us. |
| 8 | 543 | He was a young, dark-haired, rough-looking fellow. |
| 8 | 544 | The tavern girls cried out with misery. |
| 8 | 545 | I shook them loose from my arms. |