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| 3 | 228 | The View more quotes about hand">hand of Marcus went to the hilt of his weapon. |
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| 3 | 225 | "Below!" "Hola there, fellows!" called a man from the road, cheerfully. |
| 3 | 226 | There were two others with him, tall, half-shaven, ragged, angular-looking fellows. |
| 3 | 227 | All seemed dangerous, all were armed. |
| 3 | 228 | The hand of Marcus went to the hilt of his weapon. |
| 3 | 229 | "Hold," I whispered to him. |
| 3 | 230 | I lifted my hand to the men on the road. |
| 3 | 231 | "Tal," I called to them. |