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| 22 | 103 | The View more quotes about bird">bird gently touched me with its beak. |
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| 22 | 100 | "You fought well," said I to the bird. |
| 22 | 101 | I caressed its bloodied, scimitarlike beak. |
| 22 | 102 | "And I am pleased to see you live". |
| 22 | 103 | The bird gently touched me with its beak. |
| 22 | 104 | "Ready the platform," said I, "for the next race". |
| 22 | 105 | "Yes," said the leader of the men, "Gladius of Cos!" His three companions, putting aside their bows, rushed to prepare the wheeled platform. |
| 22 | 106 | I turned to face the man and he tossed me a leather mask, that which Gladius of Cos wore, that which had, for so many races this fantastic summer, concealed his features. |