enclosure [In'klquZq], yard [jRd], stockade [stO'keId]
Conan's sword flailed down, crunching through flesh and bone, and then the Cimmerian was dragging Balthus around the altar, past a huddled shaggy bulk on the floor, to a door at the back of the long hut. Through this they burst, out into the enclosure again. But a few yards beyond them loomed the stockade.
It was dark behind the altar-hut ( ). The mad stampede of the Picts had not carried them in that direction ( ). At the wall Conan halted, gripped Balthus, and heaved him at arm's length into the air as he might have lifted a child ( , , , , ). Balthus grasped the points of the upright logs set in the sun-dried mud ( , ) and scrambled up on them, ignoring the havoc done his skin ( , , ; to do , ). He lowered a hand to the Cimmerian ( / / = ), when around a corner of the altar-hut sprang a fleeing Pict ( ). He halted short, glimpsing the man on the wall in the faint glow of the fires ( , ). Conan hurled his ax with deadly aim, but the warrior's mouth was already open for a yell of warning ( , = ), and it rang loud above the din, cut short as he dropped with a shattered skull ( , , ; din , , , , ).
stampede [stxm'pi:d], heave [hi:v], havoc ['hxvqk]
It was dark behind the altar-hut. The mad stampede of the Picts had not carried them in that direction. At the wall Conan halted, gripped Balthus, and heaved him at arm's length into the air as he might have lifted a child. Balthus grasped the points of the upright logs set in the sun-dried mud and scrambled up on them, ignoring the havoc done his skin. He lowered a hand to the Cimmerian, when around a corner of the altar-hut sprang a fleeing Pict. He halted short, glimpsing the man on the wall in the faint glow of the fires. Conan hurled his ax with deadly aim, but the warrior's mouth was already open for a yell of warning, and it rang loud above the din, cut short as he dropped with a shattered skull.
Blinding terror had not submerged all ingrained instincts ( = ). As that wild yell rose above the clamor, there was an instant's lull ( , = ), and then a hundred throats bayed ferocious answer ( ) and warriors came leaping: to repel the attack presaged by the warning ( : , ).
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blinding ['blaIndIN], lull [lAl], repel [rI'pel]
Blinding terror had not submerged all ingrained instincts. As that wild yell rose above the clamor, there was an instant's lull, and then a hundred throats bayed ferocious answer and warriors came leaping to repel the attack presaged by the warning.
Conan leaped high, caught, not Balthus' hand but his arm near the shoulder, and swung himself up ( , // , // ; to swing oneself up ). Balthus set his teeth against the strain ( ), and then the Cimmerian was on the wall beside him, and the fugitives dropped down on the other side ( = , = ).
caught [kO:t], wall [wO:l], fugitive ['fju:GItIv]
Conan leaped high, caught, not Balthus' hand but his arm near the shoulder, and swung himself up. Balthus set his teeth against the strain, and then the Cimmerian was on the wall beside him, and the fugitives dropped down on the other side.
