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| 3 | 110 | His View more quotes about hands">hands fumbled on the cords and the great bundle of wood loosened and clattered to the stone flooring of the road. |
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| 3 | 107 | "I am Tarl Cabot," I said. |
| 3 | 108 | "Tarl of Ko-ro-ba". |
| 3 | 109 | Zosk uttered an inarticulate cry, and began to stumble backwards. |
| 3 | 110 | His hands fumbled on the cords and the great bundle of wood loosened and clattered to the stone flooring of the road. |
| 3 | 111 | Turning to run his foot slipped on one of the sticks and he fell. |
| 3 | 112 | He fell almost on top of the ax which lay on the road. |
| 3 | 113 | Impulsively, as though it were a life-giving plank in the maelstrom of his fear, he seized the ax. |