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- I've never breathed a word about it yet to mortal man. (not reviewed by editor)
- If he was vulnerable he was mortal, and if we could wound him we could kill him. (not reviewed by editor)
- A hound it was, an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen. (not reviewed by editor)
- But it was not the sight of her body, nor yet was it that of the body of Hugo Baskerville lying near her, which raised the hair upon the heads of these three daredevil roysterers, but it was that, standing over Hugo, and plucking at his throat, there stood a foul thing, a great, black beast, shaped like a hound, yet larger than any hound that ever mortal eye has rested upon. (not reviewed by editor)
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