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| 4 | 200 | His View more quotes about grip">grip was tight. |
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| 4 | 197 | I had no wish to risk her in this place. |
| 4 | 198 | She was exactly the sort of female which, in her helplessness and collar, in her vulnerability and brief tunic, tends to inspire jealous hatred, sometimes bordering almost on madness, in free women, particularly homely and sexually frustrated ones. |
| 4 | 199 | "Oh!" said Feiqa, as he called Sorath closed his hand about her upper arm. |
| 4 | 200 | His grip was tight. |
| 4 | 201 | There was no mistaking its nature. |
| 4 | 202 | He had her in mind. |
| 4 | 203 | "Hold," I said to him, putting my hand on his arm. |