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| 9 | 370 | His View more quotes about hands">hands were folded within the wide sleeves of his garment. |
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| 9 | 367 | "Stop!" cried Cabot, to Pani ascending the ramp, cutting throats. |
| 9 | 368 | "Stop!" Seremides, at the foot of the ramp, lifted his sword in salute to Lord Okimoto. |
| 9 | 369 | He had come now to the first tarn hold. |
| 9 | 370 | His hands were folded within the wide sleeves of his garment. |
| 9 | 371 | "Those who are disloyal must die," he said. |
| 9 | 372 | Cabot ran to the ramp, climbed it two thirds of the way, and interposed himself between stricken mutineers and two of the Pani, who bore red knives. |
| 9 | 373 | They stepped back, and two others rushed forward, their curved blades lifted, grasped in two hands. |