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| 47 | 53 | It is View more quotes about little">little wonder, dear foe, that so many pledge you their heart, their steel, their blood. |
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| 47 | 50 | But, as Cabot now saw, there was no need for these arrangements. |
| 47 | 51 | The gate of the arsenal was open, and, as he soon determined, the arsenal itself was empty. |
| 47 | 52 | "Hail Agamemnon," thought Cabot, bitterly, "Theocrat of the World, Eleventh Face of the Nameless One. |
| 47 | 53 | It is little wonder, dear foe, that so many pledge you their heart, their steel, their blood. |
| 47 | 54 | You are a leader amongst leaders. |
| 47 | 55 | I wonder if you are mortal. |
| 47 | 56 | Are you not more than man, more than Kur?" Cabot lifted his head, suddenly, peering outward from the threshold of the barren arsenal behind him, now no more than an abandoned storeroom, its racks and shelves empty. |