CH 18.037 p Then he drew … swiftly?’

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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.’

18.039 Then Túrin set … life.

18.040 But Mablung came … loved.’

18.041 Then they lifted … possessed.