CH 18.034 p Then he fled … witless.’

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18.030 The Elves made … swift!’

18.031 ‘They went out … her!’

18.032 Then Mablung was … her!’

18.033 ‘Can I not, … night!’

18.034 Then he fled … witless.’

18.035 But Túrin sped … summer.

18.036 ‘Cabed-en-Aras, Cabed Naeramarth!’ … worst.’

18.037 Then he drew … swiftly?’

18.038 And from the … swiftly.’