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| 8 | 16 | "I View more quotes about might">might have you fried in the grease of tarsk," she said, "boiled in the oil of tharlarion!" "Will you not take pity, great Lady," I whined, "on those who did not suspect the civilization, the refinements, of the north?" "Perhaps," said she. |
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| 8 | 13 | The eyes of Hilda the Haughty, daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar, flashed. |
| 8 | 14 | "You of the south think we of the north are barbarians?" she snapped. |
| 8 | 15 | "Such fools we were," I admitted, putting my head to the floor. |
| 8 | 16 | "I might have you fried in the grease of tarsk," she said, "boiled in the oil of tharlarion!" "Will you not take pity, great Lady," I whined, "on those who did not suspect the civilization, the refinements, of the north?" "Perhaps," said she. |
| 8 | 17 | "Have you other perfumes?" My assistant, hopefully, lifted a vial. |
| 8 | 18 | "No," I hissed to him. |
| 8 | 19 | "In an instant such a woman will see through such a scent". |