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| 23 | 88 | His View more quotes about hand">hand was again raised. |
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| 23 | 85 | "Back, back!" cried Desmond of Harfax, and we turned, all, and fled back, slipping, half sliding, along the trail. |
| 23 | 86 | "Hold!" called Desmond. |
| 23 | 87 | We turned about. |
| 23 | 88 | His hand was again raised. |
| 23 | 89 | Shortly thereafter a vast, loose quantity of mud, some fifty paces wide, and perhaps fifteen deep, moved past us, before us, downward, slowly, then more rapidly, to plunge into the valley below, perhaps a quarter of a pasang distant. |
| 23 | 90 | Before us the trail had disappeared. |
| 23 | 91 | "We shall have to make our way around this," shouted Desmond of Harfax, trying to wipe rain from his eyes. |