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| 26 | 38 | The View more quotes about sound">sound of caravan bells is no longer strange in Tharna and strings of traders have found their way to her gates, to exploit this most surprising of all markets. |
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| 26 | 35 | Graveled streets are now being paved with blocks of colored stone set in patterns to delight the eye. |
| 26 | 36 | The wood of the great gate has been polished and its brass burnished. |
| 26 | 37 | New paint blazes upon the bridges. |
| 26 | 38 | The sound of caravan bells is no longer strange in Tharna and strings of traders have found their way to her gates, to exploit this most surprising of all markets. |
| 26 | 39 | Here and there the mount of a tarnsman boasts a golden harness. |
| 26 | 40 | On market day I saw a peasant, his sack of Sa-Tarna meal on his back, whose sandals were tied with silver straps. |
| 26 | 41 | I have seen private apartments with tapestries from the mills of Ar upon the walls; and my sandals have sometimes found underfoot richly colored, deeply woven rugs from distant Tor. |