| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 15 | 168 | The sun struck the cliff. |
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| 15 | 165 | "Let us View more quotes about continue">continue our journey," suggested the Forkbeard. |
| 15 | 166 | * * * * My foot slipped, and I hung by the hands, from the rocky ledge. |
| 15 | 167 | Then I had my footing again. |
| 15 | 168 | The sun struck the cliff. |
| 15 | 169 | My fingers ached. |
| 15 | 170 | My feet were cold from the ice, the snow. |
| 15 | 171 | But the upper part of my body sweated. |