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| 9 | 195 | "By dear View more quotes about boots">Boots, do not be an ungrateful dolt," scolded the ponderous Andronicus. |
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| 9 | 192 | "My mind is made up," said Boots. |
| 9 | 193 | "Perhaps you could unmake it, and start in, all over again," I suggested, reaching to the multiple sheath of saddle knives slung at my hip. |
| 9 | 194 | Boots eyed me, closely. |
| 9 | 195 | "By dear Boots, do not be an ungrateful dolt," scolded the ponderous Andronicus. |
| 9 | 196 | "I have spoken," announced Boots, grandly. |
| 9 | 197 | I drew one of the blades, and turned it in my hand. |
| 9 | 198 | "Perhaps you could speak again," I suggested. |