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| 52 | 164 | "What have we here?" "On your View more quotes about feet">feet," said my captor, and I rose to my feet, and kept my head down. |
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| 52 | 161 | I turned my face, on the grass, toward the river, which was to my left. |
| 52 | 162 | I felt my hands fastened behind me, in slave bracelets. |
| 52 | 163 | "Ho!" said a voice. |
| 52 | 164 | "What have we here?" "On your feet," said my captor, and I rose to my feet, and kept my head down. |
| 52 | 165 | "A slave," he said. |
| 52 | 166 | Two men had approached; each carried a torch. |
| 52 | 167 | They had doubtless been firing the buildings and stockade. |