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| 24 | 5 | But it was my old View more quotes about sword">sword, the fine, familiar steel, remembered even from the siege of Ar, many years before, that I dropped into the scabbard. |
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| 24 | 2 | It was fresh and clean, bright scarlet, pressed with hot, round irons warmed over fires. |
| 24 | 3 | I buckled about my waist the belt and scabbard. |
| 24 | 4 | They were of new leather, black and shining, with embossings of brass. |
| 24 | 5 | But it was my old sword, the fine, familiar steel, remembered even from the siege of Ar, many years before, that I dropped into the scabbard. |
| 24 | 6 | Sitting on the edge of the stone couch I bent down to tie my sandals. |
| 24 | 7 | Hup was sitting cross-legged on a chest across the room, his chin in his hands. |
| 24 | 8 | There was much sun in the room. |