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| 33 | 80 | "The View more quotes about priest">Priest-Kings inhale the smoke of my sacrifice!" "Our sacrifice!" insisted the other High Initiates. |
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| 33 | 77 | There were thousands of cheers and cries of gratitude to the Priest-Kings. |
| 33 | 78 | "See!" cried the High Initiate of Ar. |
| 33 | 79 | He pointed to the smoke which, as the wind had changed somewhat, was now drifting toward the Sardar. |
| 33 | 80 | "The Priest-Kings inhale the smoke of my sacrifice!" "Our sacrifice!" insisted the other High Initiates. |
| 33 | 81 | I smiled to myself. |
| 33 | 82 | I could well imagine the antennae of the Priest-Kings shuddering with horror at the very thought of that greasy smoke. |
| 33 | 83 | Then somewhat to his momentary embarrassment the wind shifted again and the smoke began to blow away from the Sardar and out towards the crowd. |