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| 55 | 244 | Too, interestingly, its View more quotes about small">small wrists were pinioned behind her back. |
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| 55 | 241 | "Gone," said Cabot, looking about. |
| 55 | 242 | Lord Grendel uttered a long, strange noise, less of disappointment, or anger, as of the ventilation of some wracking agitation. |
| 55 | 243 | The small figure which had fled away, bell jangling, was blonde and shapely. |
| 55 | 244 | Too, interestingly, its small wrists were pinioned behind her back. |
| 55 | 245 | "They would have killed her," said Lord Grendel. |
| 55 | 246 | "They would have cut her with stones, thrust sticks into her, broke her with rocks and clubs, chewed the skin from her bones". |
| 55 | 247 | "Understandably," said Cabot. |