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| 13 | 522 | I View more quotes about felt">felt the lash crack against my back. |
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| 13 | 519 | "Turn about, draft beast," said my keeper. |
| 13 | 520 | "We are marching west!" My wrists were helpless in the clasping iron. |
| 13 | 521 | "Hurry!" said the keeper. |
| 13 | 522 | I felt the lash crack against my back. |
| 13 | 523 | Then, again, it struck. |
| 13 | 524 | "Hurry!" he said. |
| 13 | 525 | I turned about and, my feet slipping in the mud, my back burning from the blows, wet with blood, turned the raft. |