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| 53 | 160 | View more quotes about cabot">Cabot, softly, placed his hand on one of the wombs, which was warm, and pulsated. |
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| 53 | 157 | To be sure, occasionally, a confederacy of sorts is formed amongst such brothers, in pursuit of a common concern, but that tends to be frowned upon, and is supposedly rare". |
| 53 | 158 | "Supposedly?" said Cabot. |
| 53 | 159 | "It is my suspicion that it is more common than is usually suspected," said Lord Grendel. |
| 53 | 160 | Cabot, softly, placed his hand on one of the wombs, which was warm, and pulsated. |
| 53 | 161 | The hair had an oily feel. |
| 53 | 162 | "Does the womb feel?" asked Cabot. |
| 53 | 163 | "We do not think so," said Grendel, "but it does have some irritability, for example, writhing and recoiling at the emergence". |