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| 66 | 100 | "They have the memory of their View more quotes about pens">pens, and the feed troughs," said Lord Grendel. |
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| 66 | 97 | "I have seen them in the hands of Cestiphon," said Lord Grendel, "writhing, squirming, bucking, crying out, begging for mercy one moment, and for more the next". |
| 66 | 98 | "Perhaps two tarsks," mused Peisistratus. |
| 66 | 99 | "I see no cattle humans below," said Cabot, half shutting his eyes against the snow, the swirling wind, the pelting of bits of ice. |
| 66 | 100 | "They have the memory of their pens, and the feed troughs," said Lord Grendel. |
| 66 | 101 | "I would suppose they would return there and huddle together, for warmth". |
| 66 | 102 | "In weather such as this," said Cabot, "the forces of Agamemnon might well advance, seeking cover in the storm". |
| 66 | 103 | "No," said Lord Grendel. |