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To the axeman, all supplicants are the same height. (p. 5)
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I don't think they have a king there," said Varneshi. "Just some man who tells them what to do."
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Thank you for coming to see me. Don't hesitate to leave. (p. 43)
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He nodded to the troll which was employed by the Drum as a splatter.+ (pp. 63-64)
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'E's fighting in there!" he stuttered, grabbing the captain's arm.
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Have another drink, not-Corporal Nobby?" said Sergeant Colon unsteadily.
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What exactly is it that they do eat?"
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What're them fat saggy things on that shield?"
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The last rats of Brother Watchtower's self-confidence fled the sinking ship of courage. (p. 201)
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He looked up at the hooded figure beside him.
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It must be something about high office. The altitude sends people mad. (p. 286)
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What's up, Sarge? Do you want to live forever?"
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What if it's just a thousand-to-one chance?" said Colon agonizedly.
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Right, you bastards, you're... you're geography-- (p. 302)
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Something was very wrong. "Is that you, Brother Doorkeeper?" he ventured.
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Perhaps the magic would last. Perhaps it wouldn't. But then, what does? (p. 355; closing words)
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