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| 16 | 1723 | "What a scoundrel," growled Hurtha, View more quotes about looking">looking after him. |
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| 16 | 1720 | That was a close one. |
| 16 | 1721 | I had saved a silver tarsk, or its equivalent in smaller coins. |
| 16 | 1722 | Gnieus Sorissius had now taken his leave. |
| 16 | 1723 | "What a scoundrel," growled Hurtha, looking after him. |
| 16 | 1724 | "Indeed," I admitted. |
| 16 | 1725 | I wished that I had managed to handle my large friend as neatly as Gnieus Sorissius, even if he was from Brundisium. |
| 16 | 1726 | Perhaps he had had dealings with Alar poets before. |