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| 23 | 82 | "Hold, hold!" he View more quotes about cried">cried. |
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| 23 | 79 | I saw a frightened mountain urt scurry past. |
| 23 | 80 | Higher in the mountains the urts have a mottled pelt, or one which is white. |
| 23 | 81 | Desmond of Harfax, who led our column, stopped, and lifted his hand. |
| 23 | 82 | "Hold, hold!" he cried. |
| 23 | 83 | I tried to peer upward, through the rain. |
| 23 | 84 | A pebble bounded past. |
| 23 | 85 | "Back, back!" cried Desmond of Harfax, and we turned, all, and fled back, slipping, half sliding, along the trail. |