| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 153 | "That View more quotes about sounds">sounds like Hurtha," I admitted. |
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| 6 | 150 | "I hope not," I said. |
| 6 | 151 | "Why?" "Not an Ahn ago," he said, "he leaped out at me from behind a wagon in the darkness, brandishing an ax. |
| 6 | 152 | 'The Alars, at least one, are upon you!' he cried". |
| 6 | 153 | "That sounds like Hurtha," I admitted. |
| 6 | 154 | "It was he," averred the fellow. |
| 6 | 155 | "You might be mistaken," I said. |
| 6 | 156 | "There are not many like him with the wagons," said the fellow. |