| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 27 | 171 | Bruno of View more quotes about torcadino">Torcadino looked down, to his side, where his assailant lay on the walkway, clutching his throat, blood streaming, in gouts, a cup at a time, between his hands. |
| 27 | 172 | I forced myself to the side, freeing myself of sprawled, bloody weight, that of he who had been the first man, his head half broken, half torn away, encumbering me. |
| 27 | 173 | Then the body at the feet of Bruno of Torcadino ceased to move, and the blood subsided. |
| 27 | 174 | Bruno of Torcadino wiped his blade on the tunic of the fallen man and rehung it on its strap under his left arm. |
| 27 | 175 | I was sick. |
| 27 | 176 | I did not try to regain my feet. |
| 27 | 177 | I was bloody, from the blood of the man who had reached toward me earlier, knife in hand. |