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| 11 | 375 | In fury, with a shout of View more quotes about rage">rage, Eteocles, cloak swirling, his hand on the hilt of his sword, strode to the table. |
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| 11 | 372 | "I now ask the table scribe," said Samos, "to call the roll of captains". |
| 11 | 373 | "Antisthenes," called the scribe. |
| 11 | 374 | "Antisthenes accepts the proposals," said a man in the third row, some yards from me. |
| 11 | 375 | In fury, with a shout of rage, Eteocles, cloak swirling, his hand on the hilt of his sword, strode to the table. |
| 11 | 376 | He took his sword from its sheath and plunged it through the scribe's papers, pinning them to the table. |
| 11 | 377 | "There is the power in Port Kar," he cried. |
| 11 | 378 | Slowly Samos drew his own weapon and placed it across his knees. |