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| 18 | 5 | The tunic of View more quotes about tyros">Tyros, once a bright yellow, was now stained and tattered. |
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| 18 | 2 | "The sea!" He stumbled forth from the thickets, and, behind them, the lofty trees of the forest. |
| 18 | 3 | He stood alone, high on the beach, his sandals on its pebbles, a lonely figure. |
| 18 | 4 | He was unshaven. |
| 18 | 5 | The tunic of Tyros, once a bright yellow, was now stained and tattered. |
| 18 | 6 | He had then stumbled down the beach, falling twice, until he came to the shallows and the sand, among driftwood, stones and damp weed, washed ashore in the morning tide. |
| 18 | 7 | He stumbled into the water, and then fell to his knees, in some six inches of water. |
| 18 | 8 | In the morning wind, and the fresh cut of the salt smell, the water flowed back from him, leaving him on the smooth wet sand. |