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| 59 | 204 | "What is it?" View more quotes about pressed">pressed Clitus, who was nearly a foot shorter than Thurnock. |
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| 59 | 201 | As the net of Nicomachos had drawn tight, it seemed probable that they had somehow managed to portray themselves, perhaps even to having themselves laden with chains, as captives of the corsairs. |
| 59 | 202 | This would be most easily managed if some of the corsairs had managed to reach the coast of Chios near Mytilene, and then fallen into the power of locals, or the armed Peasantry, which had lifted the siege of Mytilene. |
| 59 | 203 | "Another float approaches," said Thurnock. |
| 59 | 204 | "What is it?" pressed Clitus, who was nearly a foot shorter than Thurnock. |
| 59 | 205 | "I do not know," said Thurnock. |
| 59 | 206 | Cheering now shifted, like a mood of mighty, capricious, rolling, thundering Thassa, into cries of rage and voluble threatening imprecation, into violent jeering and hooting, into torrents of insult and ridicule, into a storm of scorn and mockery. |
| 59 | 207 | "I see little but chains," said Thurnock, "and two soldiers, with shields". |