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| 17 | 370 | View more quotes about bosk">Bosk poured the wine forth on the table, slowly. |
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| 17 | 367 | Tellius ran forward, the kitchen master. |
| 17 | 368 | His face was white. |
| 17 | 369 | He held a drawn sword. |
| 17 | 370 | Bosk poured the wine forth on the table, slowly. |
| 17 | 371 | The vessel of wine I had dropped, and its contents now trickled among the tiles. |
| 17 | 372 | "Return to your feast," said Bosk to the table. |
| 17 | 373 | Then he said, "Tab, Thurnock, Clitus, Henrius, Samos, I would be pleased if you would join me in my chambers". |