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| 15 | 205 | Its eyeless View more quotes about head">head was facing me. |
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| 15 | 202 | Trails of blood had led to a sewer, the grating of which it must have felt with its feet. |
| 15 | 203 | None had cared to follow it into that darkness. |
| 15 | 204 | It had been supposed it had bled to death somewhere below the streets. |
| 15 | 205 | Its eyeless head was facing me. |
| 15 | 206 | How could it be alive? But it was alive. |
| 15 | 207 | It must be hard, I thought, to kill such things. |
| 15 | 208 | It was hard to conceive how tenaciously and unsurrendering, how difficult to quench, how stubbornly, the fires of life might burn in so mighty a frame, in the dark, sheltered furnace of so awesome a physical engine. |