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| 37 | 382 | Ours, View more quotes about perhaps">perhaps fearing to be separated in this place, we helpless, urts about, hurried behind. |
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| 37 | 379 | Gito remained behind us. |
| 37 | 380 | The officer of Treve and the pit master followed the black-tunicked men in their rush forward. |
| 37 | 381 | "Hurry!" said Fina, dragging her group forward. |
| 37 | 382 | Ours, perhaps fearing to be separated in this place, we helpless, urts about, hurried behind. |
| 37 | 383 | I could see the two lamps flickering down the passage. |
| 37 | 384 | Also, in a moment, I could see a mound of twisting, squealing urts, clambering over and about something, biting at it. |
| 37 | 385 | Some scampered about the edge of the group, as though seeking some avenue of approach, some entrance into that heap of squirming, frenzied animals, some ingress into that broiling tumult of glistening fur and slashing fangs, that they, too, might feast. |