| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 12 | 110 | "It sounds far away," I said. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 12 | 107 | It was a dull, View more quotes about striking">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. |
| 12 | 111 | "It is at the outer gate," he said. |
| 12 | 112 | "The citizens of Corcyrus love me," I said. |
| 12 | 113 | "Do not doubt it," he said. |