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| 1 | 106 | One of his fat View more quotes about hands">hands nervously clutched a short leather truncheon, weighted with shot. |
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| 1 | 103 | Then without warning, with a bitter laugh, at once a lament and a cry of rage, he hurled the glass violently to the wall. |
| 1 | 104 | It shattered into a million sporadic gleaming fragments, shocking the place into a moment of supreme silence. |
| 1 | 105 | And in that sudden instant of startled, awe-struck silence, I heard him clearly, intensely, repeat in a hoarse whisper that strange phrase, "Ta-Sardar-Gor!" The bartender, a heavy, soft-faced man, waddled to the table. |
| 1 | 106 | One of his fat hands nervously clutched a short leather truncheon, weighted with shot. |
| 1 | 107 | The bartender jerked his thumb toward the door. |
| 1 | 108 | He repeated the gesture. |
| 1 | 109 | Cabot towering over him seemed not to comprehend. |