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| 44 | 484 | Yet I View more quotes about think">think that more than a hundred and fifty Yellow Knives might already have perished, victims of that steep, dreadful trail, crowded from it, driven from it, trampled upon it, and some even falling under the weapons of their own fellows, fighting for space on the rugged ascent. |
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| 44 | 481 | "No," I said. |
| 44 | 482 | "Let her cries, if they will, distract our attackers". |
| 44 | 483 | To this point we had struck not a blow. |
| 44 | 484 | Yet I think that more than a hundred and fifty Yellow Knives might already have perished, victims of that steep, dreadful trail, crowded from it, driven from it, trampled upon it, and some even falling under the weapons of their own fellows, fighting for space on the rugged ascent. |
| 44 | 485 | Then began the lethal hail of stones, hundreds flung from above, dozens rolled and toppled over the edge. |
| 44 | 486 | These stones, striking down, could not fail to find marks. |
| 44 | 487 | They plunged into the seething mass at different points on the trail. |