| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 35 | 175 | How absurd that I lay here, on these View more quotes about stones">stones, daubed with white clay, in a vision place, alone with the trees and stars. |
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| 35 | 172 | Perhaps the medicine helper will not come, I said to myself. |
| 35 | 173 | Then I laughed, but with little mirth, for I was Tarl Cabot. |
| 35 | 174 | I was not of the Kaiila. |
| 35 | 175 | How absurd that I lay here, on these stones, daubed with white clay, in a vision place, alone with the trees and stars. |
| 35 | 176 | I was not of the Kaiila. |
| 35 | 177 | I was terribly weak. |
| 35 | 178 | I wondered if the smoke of sweet-brush and needles, if the rubbing with white clay, might not have its effect not so much in encouraging the approach of medicine helpers but in lessening the probability of the approach of sleen. |