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| 11 | 156 | I View more quotes about speculated">speculated that this must be much like the grip of the dreaded, constricting hith. |
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| 11 | 153 | "You sought them out! You purchased them back! You have saved me from myself, from my own folly!" "It is little enough to do for a friend," I said. |
| 11 | 154 | He leaped to his feet and embraced me, weeping, tears in his eyes. |
| 11 | 155 | I struggled for breath, clutching the four poems. |
| 11 | 156 | I speculated that this must be much like the grip of the dreaded, constricting hith. |
| 11 | 157 | Surely that, capable of pulverizing a fellow, crushing his bones and popping him like a grape, could scarcely be worse. |
| 11 | 158 | "How can I ever thank you?" he cried, stepping back, holding me, proudly, looking at me. |
| 11 | 159 | "Between friends," I said, "thanks are neither needed, nor possible". |