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| 12 | 107 | It was a dull, View more quotes about striking">striking sound, coming as though from a great distance. |
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| 12 | 104 | I could conjecture what fates might lie in store for me. |
| 12 | 105 | "Listen," said he. |
| 12 | 106 | "Do you hear it?" "Yes," I said. |
| 12 | 107 | It was a dull, striking sound, coming as though from a great distance. |
| 12 | 108 | It had a rhythm to it. |
| 12 | 109 | "It is a ram," said he, "doubtless slung from a cradle, drawn by ropes, doubtless with a will by citizens of Corcyrus". |
| 12 | 110 | "It sounds far away," I said. |