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| 12 | 397 | He View more quotes about turned">turned the figure to him and, with both hands, brushed away hood and veil. |
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| 12 | 394 | Now, in the background, scarcely to be seen, was the figure of a warrior in scarlet cape. |
| 12 | 395 | He, too, in his way, though hardly seeming to move, approached, and it seemed that wherever the girl might flee there was found the warrior. |
| 12 | 396 | And then at last his hand was upon her shoulder and she threw back her head and lifted her hands and it seemed her entire body was wretchedness and despair. |
| 12 | 397 | He turned the figure to him and, with both hands, brushed away hood and veil. |
| 12 | 398 | There was a cry of delight from the crowd. |
| 12 | 399 | The girl's face was fixed in the dancer's stylized moan of terror, but she was beautiful. |
| 12 | 400 | I had seen her before, of course, as had Kamchak, but it was startling still to see her thus in the firelight—her hair was long and silken black, her eyes dark, the color of her skin tannish. |