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| 18 | 168 | He withdrew his View more quotes about arms">arms from his belt, where they had been held to his sides. |
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| 18 | 165 | "Very well," I said. |
| 18 | 166 | I lifted my chained wrists from about the neck of Titus and he, swiftly, falling, half crawling, moved away, scattering sand. |
| 18 | 167 | He only stopped when he was a dozen feet from us. |
| 18 | 168 | He withdrew his arms from his belt, where they had been held to his sides. |
| 18 | 169 | "Give him the key, Plenius," said Titus. |
| 18 | 170 | The keeper smiled. |
| 18 | 171 | He brushed flies from his face. |