Lof

He paid no attention to the fighting raging around him, no attention to Lof, who was rooted to the spot with terror.

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Lof toppled to the floor with a panic-stricken yell, his rump missing smashing the spectacles by inches.

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"Well, then, Yonor" "Lof was not to be deterred" "the Haplo who battled that wizard you're always talking about?"

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Lof, who had apparently been giving the matter thought, piped up.

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Taking out his spectacles, placing them firmly on his nose and over his ears, Limbeck grabbed hold of Lof.

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"Limbeck, Limbeck," howled a voice he recognized as belonging to Lof.

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The puzzled Lof, reestablished on his feet by his comrades, was staring in hurt bewilderment at Jarre.

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Dropping his head to his hands, Lof gave a harsh sob and began to weep.

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Encouraged, Lof gulped and drew a shuddering breath.

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She lost sight of him for an instant, found him again'lying on top of Lof, both of them about to be crushed by the body of one of the horrible serpents.

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