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| 20 | 111 | I View more quotes about thought">thought those great eyes looked at me reproachfully. |
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| 20 | 108 | Then mercifully I called "Four-strap!" I feared the courageous beast would kill himself before surrendering to the unseen force that blocked his path. |
| 20 | 109 | Unwillingly the bird alighted on the grassy plains about a league from the Fair of En'Kara. |
| 20 | 110 | I slipped from his back. |
| 20 | 111 | I thought those great eyes looked at me reproachfully. |
| 20 | 112 | Why did I not leap again to his back and once more cry "One-strap!" Why did we not try once more? I slapped his beak affectionately and, digging among his neck feathers with my fingers, scratched out some of the lice, about the size of marbles, that infest wild tarns. |
| 20 | 113 | I slapped them on his long tongue. |
| 20 | 114 | After a moment of impatient, feather-ruffling protest, the tarn succumbed, if reluctantly, to this delicacy, and the parasites disappeared into that curved scimitar of a beak. |