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| 2 | 215 | With his View more quotes about left">left hand, fastened in my hair, he drew my head back; with his right hand he thrust up, high on my neck, under my chin, the heavy iron collar I wore. |
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| 2 | 212 | He held this up before my face. |
| 2 | 213 | He did not speak. |
| 2 | 214 | The other man crouched down behind me. |
| 2 | 215 | With his left hand, fastened in my hair, he drew my head back; with his right hand he thrust up, high on my neck, under my chin, the heavy iron collar I wore. |
| 2 | 216 | It hurt. |
| 2 | 217 | My jugular vein was, held as I was, prominent and, beneath the clasping, circular iron, prominent and exposed. |
| 2 | 218 | "No," I begged. |