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| 22 | 154 | A strand of smoke View more quotes about rose">rose sluggishly from the tray. |
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| 22 | 151 | The pain had muchly subsided. |
| 22 | 152 | I was aware that the Lady Dorna was approaching, holding the small fire tray by its handle. |
| 22 | 153 | Within the fire tray there was now a small mound of powder, some of which was gray, like ash, which had apparently burned, and some of which, not yet burned, was blue. |
| 22 | 154 | A strand of smoke rose sluggishly from the tray. |
| 22 | 155 | "You are on your knees," said the Lady Dorna. |
| 22 | 156 | "Mistress?" I said, half conscious. |
| 22 | 157 | "When one wishes the truth from a woman," said the Lady Dorna, "you should put her on her knees. |