He then, with another bow, and flourish, took his leave.
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"No," said Cabot.
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"No".
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A moan, almost human, of rage, of grief, of helplessness, came from the shuddering, hirsute massiveness of Cabot's companion.
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"No," said Cabot, gently.
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"Does he think we have forgotten?" asked Lord Grendel.
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"No," said Cabot, "he does not think that, nor has he, in his turn, forgotten".
He then, with another bow, and flourish, took his leave.
"No," said Cabot.
"No".
A moan, almost human, of rage, of grief, of helplessness, came from the shuddering, hirsute massiveness of Cabot's companion.
"No," said Cabot, gently.
"Does he think we have forgotten?" asked Lord Grendel.
"No," said Cabot, "he does not think that, nor has he, in his turn, forgotten".
- (Kur of Gor, Chapter )