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| 14 | 293 | Too, I View more quotes about thought">thought of the stately, delicate, golden Priest-Kings in their tunneled recesses and chambers underlying the Sardar Mountains. |
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| 14 | 290 | He had been imprisoned in Brundisium. |
| 14 | 291 | That had been at least six months ago. |
| 14 | 292 | I remembered the laughter of the men on the hill, as Nim Nim had hurried down to join the pack. |
| 14 | 293 | Too, I thought of the stately, delicate, golden Priest-Kings in their tunneled recesses and chambers underlying the Sardar Mountains. |
| 14 | 294 | "Do not enter the pack!" I cried. |
| 14 | 295 | Nim Nim darted into the pack. |
| 14 | 296 | "No!" I cried. |