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Rhea writhed and scuttled about like a crab. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. He found, however, that now the time had come he utterly lacked the courage to attempt any such speech. Vite, I pray you.
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