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| 16 | 155 | The man's View more quotes about hand">hand went white on the quiva, and I feared he might leap to his feet and thrust the quiva to its hilt in the breast of the Tuchuk youth. |
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| 16 | 152 | "Who is the traitor to the Wagon Peoples?" asked Harold. |
| 16 | 153 | The man in the hood stiffened. |
| 16 | 154 | "Of course," said Harold, "I see now—the quiva—he is Paravaci, naturally". |
| 16 | 155 | The man's hand went white on the quiva, and I feared he might leap to his feet and thrust the quiva to its hilt in the breast of the Tuchuk youth. |
| 16 | 156 | "I have often wondered," said Harold, "where the Paravaci obtained their riches". |
| 16 | 157 | With a cry of rage the hooded figure leaped to his feet, quiva raised. |
| 16 | 158 | "Please," said Saphrar, lifting his small fat hand. |