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| 18 | 22 | Now he was View more quotes about putting">putting his chin on the wooden shield and watching me again, once more giggling. |
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| 18 | 19 | The quiva had turned itself in my hand and my arm flew back, that I might take with me in my death the tormentor, Saphrar of Turia. |
| 18 | 20 | "Beware!" cried the Paravaci and Saphrar suddenly stopped laughing and observed me warily. |
| 18 | 21 | If my arm should fly forward he would have time to leap below the wooden frame. |
| 18 | 22 | Now he was putting his chin on the wooden shield and watching me again, once more giggling. |
| 18 | 23 | "Many have used the quiva before now," he said, "but usually to plunge it into their own heart". |
| 18 | 24 | I looked at the blade. |
| 18 | 25 | "Tarl Cabot," I said, "does not slay himself". |