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| 34 | 261 | He View more quotes about thrust">thrust a slab of roasted meat toward Cabot, on a sharpened stick, and he then began, with his paws, juice running between the digits, and his fangs, to feed. |
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| 34 | 258 | "Only a small one, if any, I fear," said Grendel. |
| 34 | 259 | "Is the meat ready?" asked Cabot. |
| 34 | 260 | "Yes," said Grendel. |
| 34 | 261 | He thrust a slab of roasted meat toward Cabot, on a sharpened stick, and he then began, with his paws, juice running between the digits, and his fangs, to feed. |
| 34 | 262 | The slave pulled her wrists a little upward, but they could not begin to reach her mouth. |
| 34 | 263 | Cabot took her by the hair, and pulled her down to her side, so her mouth was near his thigh. |
| 34 | 264 | He then fed for a time, and then, after a bit, he held some meat down by her mouth, only a little out of her reach. |