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| 17 | 208 | We saw Hilda, a speck in the grayish View more quotes about light">light, hurrying to the herd within, it huddled on the damp, soiled, trampled turf. |
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| 17 | 205 | The sleen now resumed their rounds, patrolling the perimeter of the pen. |
| 17 | 206 | The new animal had been added to the herd. |
| 17 | 207 | They were no longer interested in it, unless it should attempt to leave the pen. |
| 17 | 208 | We saw Hilda, a speck in the grayish light, hurrying to the herd within, it huddled on the damp, soiled, trampled turf. |
| 17 | 209 | "I wish," said Ivar Forkbeard, "that I had such a herd". |
| 17 | 210 | The herd, indeed, consisted of sleek, beautiful animals, fair and two-legged. |
| 17 | 211 | There must have been three or four thousand chattels confined in the great pen. |