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| 12 | 154 | He was an unkempt, View more quotes about strong">strong-looking lad, with cheerful blue eyes and a mop of hair like the mane of a black larl. |
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| 12 | 151 | Through the door of the dungeon a yoked figure was thrust by the butt ends of two spears. |
| 12 | 152 | He stumbled through the entire room before he struck the wall with the yoke. |
| 12 | 153 | He managed to turn the yoke and slide down the wall to a seated position. |
| 12 | 154 | He was an unkempt, strong-looking lad, with cheerful blue eyes and a mop of hair like the mane of a black larl. |
| 12 | 155 | He sat on the straw, and smiled at us, a jolly, impish, shamefaced smile. |
| 12 | 156 | He stretched his neck in the yoke and moved his fingers. |
| 12 | 157 | "Well, Linna," he said. |