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| 33 | 213 | He sensed the View more quotes about slave">slave at his feet. |
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| 33 | 210 | "I wish you well," called Grendel to Cabot. |
| 33 | 211 | "I, too, wish you well," said Cabot. |
| 33 | 212 | Cabot stood, unsteadily, on the loosened logs. |
| 33 | 213 | He sensed the slave at his feet. |
| 33 | 214 | She was kneeling, her head down, pressing herself against his leg. |
| 33 | 215 | He put his hand in her hair, fondly. |
| 33 | 216 | "Are we to die?" she asked. |