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| 33 | 35 | "View more quotes about tharlarion">Tharlarion," said Grendel, resting on the mighty oar with which he propelled the raft. |
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| 33 | 32 | "She might have made contact with Agamemnon's people within Ahn of her flight," said Cabot. |
| 33 | 33 | "True," granted Grendel. |
| 33 | 34 | "Look," said Cabot, suddenly, pointing to a stirring in the water. |
| 33 | 35 | "Tharlarion," said Grendel, resting on the mighty oar with which he propelled the raft. |
| 33 | 36 | Grendel then again plied his mighty lever. |
| 33 | 37 | "Lita," said Cabot, "lie nearer the center of the raft". |
| 33 | 38 | The slave crawled closer to the center of the large, rude raft, some yards in width, and lay there, supine, her left arm shading her eyes from the light, amidst the small store of supplies, one property amongst others. |