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| 7 | 322 | The smoke, in a thin View more quotes about line">line, trickled upward into the sky. |
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| 7 | 319 | In the center of the camp there was a cooking hole, banked with a circle of flat stones. |
| 7 | 320 | On a wooden spit, set on sticks, grease dropping into the fire and flaming, was a thigh of tabuk. |
| 7 | 321 | It smelled good. |
| 7 | 322 | The smoke, in a thin line, trickled upward into the sky. |
| 7 | 323 | The thigh of tabuk was tended by a squatting panther girl, who, from time to time, picked bits of meat from it and thrust them in her mouth. |
| 7 | 324 | She sucked her fingers clean. |
| 7 | 325 | Over to one side another girl worked on a slave net, reworking and reknotting the weighted cords. |