Transcription: Perhaps I will have to buoy it to death after all, mumbled the large man, whose name was Periphetes. And just as I was beginning to think you were different from the rest, he began twirling his club in a manner which Theseus found surprisingly energetic. Don't look now, said Theseus, but is that big man in a leather apron limping towards us the god you were just talking about?
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