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| 10 | 81 | It was he who held the whip. |
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| 10 | 78 | Amidst the View more quotes about burning">burning of the lash wounds I felt the cold air of the dungeon on my back. |
| 10 | 79 | The whip had opened my tunic, I would be bleeding. |
| 10 | 80 | I turned to look at the man who had spoken. |
| 10 | 81 | It was he who held the whip. |
| 10 | 82 | I noted grimly that its leather was wet with my blood. |
| 10 | 83 | "I am not a slave," I said. |
| 10 | 84 | The man was stripped to the waist, a brawny fellow wearing buckled leather wrist straps, his hair bound back on his head with a band of gray cloth. |