“Salting the mine. We'll salt the mine.” Egan still didn't seem to understand. “You college boys, all that training and you can't see the nose on your face. We'll plant a body.”

the moanings of the wounded men

Their Clamour, 'lighting from their Chairs, / Grew lowder, all the way up Stairs; / At Entrance louder, where they found, / The Room with Volumes litter'd round; …

But let him that glorieth, glory in this, that hee vnderſtandeth and knoweth me, that I am the Lord which exerciſe louing kindneſſe, iudgement, and righteouſneſſe in the earth: for in these things I delight, ſaith the Lord.