Far from the plaza and in an untenanted portion of the great dead city I had little trouble in
When the amphitheater had cleared I crept stealthily to the top and as the great excavation lay far from
I can compare it to nothing but a large door mat, ornamented at the edges with little tinkling tags.
By the light of the now brilliant moons I saw that he was but a shadow of his former
At first I regarded little but the road before me, and then abruptly my attention was arrested by something
We can't possibly stay here, I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the
