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| 25 | 1010 | "The bid was of View more quotes about twenty">twenty silver tarsks," called the auctioneer, "not twenty copper tarsks". |
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| 25 | 1007 | In any event, aside from any cultural ambiguity which might attend the station or status of the Merchants, Mirus would presumably concede nothing in caste merit to the fellow who had just, it seemed, dared to gainsay him. |
| 25 | 1008 | Mirus again regarded his apparent competitor, and again smiled. |
| 25 | 1009 | It did not seem that he need have much to fear with respect to any ensuing competitive engagements. |
| 25 | 1010 | "The bid was of twenty silver tarsks," called the auctioneer, "not twenty copper tarsks". |
| 25 | 1011 | "Close your hand," called Mirus. |
| 25 | 1012 | "Do not do so," called the other man, several yards farther way than Mirus, but to his left, and Ellen's right. |
| 25 | 1013 | "You have a bid?" asked the auctioneer. |