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| 11 | 130 | "Yes," said Hurtha, View more quotes about looking">looking up at me. |
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| 11 | 127 | I saw then how terrible was the thing I had done, selling my poems, my own poems, my precious, priceless poems! They now belonged to another! Better I had torn my heart out and sold it for a tarsk bit!" "Perhaps," I said. |
| 11 | 128 | "I then begged the fellow to take back his worthless tarsk, and return the poem to me". |
| 11 | 129 | "And did he do so?" I asked. |
| 11 | 130 | "Yes," said Hurtha, looking up at me. |
| 11 | 131 | "Well," I said, "it all ended well then". |
| 11 | 132 | "No," he said, tears in his eyes. |
| 11 | 133 | "You do not understand". |