| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 18 | 461 | He reached under View more quotes about himself">himself to hold forth for my inspection a shred of damp, rotted blue cloth, the remains of what had once been his robes. |
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| 18 | 458 | "Your calendar is well kept," I said. |
| 18 | 459 | "Worthy of a Scribe". |
| 18 | 460 | "I am a Scribe," said the man. |
| 18 | 461 | He reached under himself to hold forth for my inspection a shred of damp, rotted blue cloth, the remains of what had once been his robes. |
| 18 | 462 | "I know," I said. |
| 18 | 463 | "My name is Caprus," he said. |
| 18 | 464 | "I know," I said. |