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| 7 | 212 | I raised my View more quotes about hands">hands. |
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| 7 | 209 | "Do not unsheathe your blade, Fellow," said a man. |
| 7 | 210 | I was covered with four crossbows, the quarrels set. |
| 7 | 211 | Fingers were tense at the triggers. |
| 7 | 212 | I raised my hands. |
| 7 | 213 | Two woven canvas straps, some two inches in width, had been looped about the girl's throat and drawn close about it. |
| 7 | 214 | She was bent backward. |
| 7 | 215 | Her fingers pulled futilely at the straps. |