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| 20 | 161 | Taphris, with two View more quotes about hands">hands, tried to pull together the sides of her tunic, but it did her little good. |
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| 20 | 158 | "Oh," said the mistress. |
| 20 | 159 | Taphris, in her stable collar, reddening, gasping, shrank back. |
| 20 | 160 | "It seems her tunic has been torn," said the Lady Florence, "and, too, it seems her hair has been cut". |
| 20 | 161 | Taphris, with two hands, tried to pull together the sides of her tunic, but it did her little good. |
| 20 | 162 | She was now as exposed as any stable slut. |
| 20 | 163 | Kenneth had seen to that. |
| 20 | 164 | The mistress' spy was now only a dream of pleasure to any man who might lay eyes upon her. |