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| 27 | 293 | Bran Loort View more quotes about seized">seized me by the hair, which was now long enough to permit a master to grasp it. |
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| 27 | 290 | I was very happy for Bran Loort. |
| 27 | 291 | Bran Loort looked to Clitus Vitellius and the warrior smiled, and lifted his hand. |
| 27 | 292 | "Oh," I cried. |
| 27 | 293 | Bran Loort seized me by the hair, which was now long enough to permit a master to grasp it. |
| 27 | 294 | "Come, Slave Beauty!" he cried and, bending me over, my hands trying to grasp his wrist, ran me, stumbling, to the nearest alcove. |
| 27 | 295 | He did not even draw the curtain. |
| 27 | 296 | I turned. |