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| 22 | 348 | My own View more quotes about tarn">tarn, on its platform before the fourth perch, was unhooded. |
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| 22 | 345 | When the attendant had unhobbled the bird it sprang to its starting perch, the first, or inside perch. |
| 22 | 346 | It stood there, its head extended, snapping its wings. |
| 22 | 347 | It seemed to me a fine bird. |
| 22 | 348 | My own tarn, on its platform before the fourth perch, was unhooded. |
| 22 | 349 | The crowd cried out, as it always did, at the sight of that monstrous head, the wicked beak, that sable, crackling crest, the round, black gleaming eyes. |
| 22 | 350 | An attendant for the Steels unlocked the hobble from the right leg of the bird and leaped aside. |
| 22 | 351 | The steel-shod talons of the war tarn tore for a moment at the heavy beams of the platform on which it stood, furrowing it. |