| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 33 | 47 | His View more quotes about eyes">eyes, I noted, in contrast with his bland features, his almost pudgy softness, were very sharp and shrewd. |
| 33 | 48 | He was no man's fool. |
| 33 | 49 | His left hand, fat and soft, wore a heavy ring set with a large, white stone, carved with the sign of Ar. |
| 33 | 50 | He was, I gathered, correctly as it turned out, the High Initiate of Ar, he who had been appointed to fill the post of the former High Initiate whom I had seen destroyed by the Flame Death years earlier. |
| 33 | 51 | "I come from the place of the Priest-Kings," I said, raising my voice so that as many could hear as possible. |
| 33 | 52 | I wanted to carry on no private conversation with this fellow, which he might later report as he saw fit. |
| 33 | 53 | I saw his eye furtively flit to the smoke of one of the sacrificial fires. |