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| 13 | 262 | "How View more quotes about beautiful">beautiful!" cried a bondmaid, who did not, herself, own even her collar of iron. |
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| 13 | 259 | The Forkbeard shook the sack further. |
| 13 | 260 | More jewels fell forth, some among them more unusual varieties of sapphire, pale pink, orange, violet, brown and even green. |
| 13 | 261 | "Ah," cried the throng. |
| 13 | 262 | "How beautiful!" cried a bondmaid, who did not, herself, own even her collar of iron. |
| 13 | 263 | "Weigh them," said the Forkbeard. |
| 13 | 264 | I had not, myself, realized there were so many varieties of sapphires. |
| 13 | 265 | Until this time I had been familiar only with the bluish stones. |