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| 13 | 122 | It sounded like anvils hurled View more quotes about together">together. |
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| 13 | 119 | I heard his harsh breathing, like the snorting of an animal. |
| 13 | 120 | I heard his short, quick, running steps in the sand, thudding toward me in a bull-like charge. |
| 13 | 121 | I turned my yoke obliquely, slipping between the horns, blocking the blow. |
| 13 | 122 | It sounded like anvils hurled together. |
| 13 | 123 | My hands sought his, but he kept his fists clenched and withdrawn as far as he could in the bracelet of the yoke. |
| 13 | 124 | My hand clutched his withdrawn fist and slipped off, unable to keep its grip from the sweat, his and mine. |
| 13 | 125 | Once, twice more he charged, and each time I managed to block the blow, withstanding the shock of the crashing yokes, escaping the thrust of the murderous horns. |