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| 15 | 315 | She drew back her View more quotes about hand">hand swiftly, as though she had not known it had lain there. |
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| 15 | 312 | "Why does my Ubar weep?" asked Telima. |
| 15 | 313 | "Be silent, Slave," said I. |
| 15 | 314 | Angrily I brushed her hand from my shoulder. |
| 15 | 315 | She drew back her hand swiftly, as though she had not known it had lain there. |
| 15 | 316 | The singer had now finished his song. |
| 15 | 317 | "Singer," called I to him, "is there truly a man such as Tarl of Bristol?" The singer turned his head to me, puzzled. |
| 15 | 318 | "I do not know," he said. |