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10. Liu Bei was twenty-eight when the outbreak of the Yellow Scarves called for soldiers. The sight of the notice saddened him, and he sighed as he read it. Suddenly a rasping voice behind him cried, "Sir, why sigh if you do nothing to help your country?" |
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11. Turning quickly he
saw standing there a man about his own height, with a bullet head like a leopard's, large
eyes, a swallow's pointed chin, and a tiger's whiskers. He spoke in a loud bass voice and
looked as irresistible as a dashing horse. At once Liu Bei saw he was no ordinary man and
asked who he was. |
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12. "Zhang Fei is
my name," replied the stranger. "I live near here where I have a farm; and I am
a wine seller and a butcher as well; and I like to become acquainted with worthy men. Your
sighs as you read the notice drew me toward you." |
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