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| 22 | 215 | The View more quotes about great">great red and white striped sail fell, opening, snapping, from the spar of needlewood. |
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| 22 | 212 | The seamen brought their shields inboard, stowed their gear beneath their benches, grasped their oars. |
| 22 | 213 | Slowly the tarnhead prow of the Forkbeard's sleek craft turned toward the sweep of Thassa. |
| 22 | 214 | Then oars dipped slowly. |
| 22 | 215 | The great red and white striped sail fell, opening, snapping, from the spar of needlewood. |
| 22 | 216 | I turned back to the wharf. |
| 22 | 217 | The Forkbeard and I raised our hands, in salute, to the men there. |
| 22 | 218 | We saw Svein Blue Tooth, the tooth of the Hunjer whale, stained blue, on its chain about his neck. |