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| 3 | 154 | View more quotes about sometimes">Sometimes I felt my way by touching a wall. |
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| 3 | 151 | Yet, I did not doubt that at least one man had seen it, he who had made the inscription, who had died near it, whose body had been dried, blackened, by the sun. |
| 3 | 152 | The streets of Tor were dark. |
| 3 | 153 | Sometimes they were steep; often they were narrow and crooked. |
| 3 | 154 | Sometimes I felt my way by touching a wall. |
| 3 | 155 | Some places a small lamp burned, high, near a doorway. |
| 3 | 156 | I thought I heard a step behind me. |
| 3 | 157 | I threw back the burnoose, unsheathed the scimitar. |