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| 20 | 230 | Men clutched at them as they sought to make their way through the crowd. |
| 20 | 231 | I saw them reaching out to touch even the swirling cloak of the captain. |
| 20 | 232 | "Where is Aemilianus?" called the captain. |
| 20 | 233 | In his hand, uplifted, about half the size of a fist, the sun catching its polished surface, was a yellowish stone, marked with brown. |
| 20 | 234 | Men, seeing it, wept and cried out. |
| 20 | 235 | "Surely there are more ships there than would have been sent by Port Cos," said a man. |
| 20 | 236 | "Do not speak of them," whispered another. |