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| 6 | 232 | What was there to do but View more quotes about feel">feel the pain? It was like a thousand tiny, burning daggers thrust into my scalp. |
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| 6 | 229 | Paula's two hands, fistlike, behind me, were knotted in my hair, and then, to excruciating pain, I felt my head forced down to the floor of the cell. |
| 6 | 230 | I could not, reaching back, dislodge her hands, and they twisted yet more fiercely in my hair, twisting it. |
| 6 | 231 | I could not rise. |
| 6 | 232 | What was there to do but feel the pain? It was like a thousand tiny, burning daggers thrust into my scalp. |
| 6 | 233 | "Please, please, Paula!" I begged. |
| 6 | 234 | "Stop! Stop!" "Tear out her hair," said the woman in the expensive jacket and skirt, she who had run to the elevator. |
| 6 | 235 | "No, no!" I wept, trying not to move in the slightest. |