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| 11 | 206 | Her View more quotes about voice">voice was cold as she spoke to the guardsman who had brought him to the chamber. |
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| 11 | 203 | Ost himself snickered. |
| 11 | 204 | But the mask of the Tatrix glittered upon Ost, and his snicker died in his thin throat. |
| 11 | 205 | The Tatrix arose from her throne, and pointed her finger at the wretched conspirator. |
| 11 | 206 | Her voice was cold as she spoke to the guardsman who had brought him to the chamber. |
| 11 | 207 | "To the mines with him," she said. |
| 11 | 208 | "No, Beloved Tatrix, no!" cried Ost. |
| 11 | 209 | Terror, like a trapped cat, seemed to scratch behind his eyes, and he began to shake in his yoke like a diseased animal. |