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| 20 | 113 | "Where is a View more quotes about glass">glass," I cried, "a builder's glass, a glass of the builders!" Even as we watched we saw the sail of the first ship furled to its sloping yard and the yard swung, parallel to the keel, and lowered. |
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| 20 | 110 | "There," said the man pointing, out toward the river. |
| 20 | 111 | I could see, out beyond the wall of chained rafts, opened now in three places, a flotilla of sails, long and low, triangular, sloping, those of lateen-rigged galleys. |
| 20 | 112 | "They are coming for the kill," said a man. |
| 20 | 113 | "Where is a glass," I cried, "a builder's glass, a glass of the builders!" Even as we watched we saw the sail of the first ship furled to its sloping yard and the yard swung, parallel to the keel, and lowered. |
| 20 | 114 | In a moment the mast, too, had been lifted, and lowered. |
| 20 | 115 | The other ships followed suit. |
| 20 | 116 | The hair on the back of my neck rose. |