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| 15 | 130 | Her words were like drops of acid. |
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| 15 | 127 | The View more quotes about tatrix">Tatrix, trembling with rage, regarded me. |
| 15 | 128 | I could scarcely conjecture the hatred that seethed behind that placid golden mask. |
| 15 | 129 | At last she spoke. |
| 15 | 130 | Her words were like drops of acid. |
| 15 | 131 | "You are joking," she said. |
| 15 | 132 | "Remove the mask," I suggested, "in order that I may better judge what you will bring on the Street of Brands". |
| 15 | 133 | "No!" she cried, her hands flying to the golden mask. |