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| 9 | 1348 | My View more quotes about fingers">fingers struggled to reach it, but an inch from its wool, clinging about my thighs. |
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| 9 | 1345 | I reached to pull the coarse, brief tunic over my head. |
| 9 | 1346 | I hoped they would be soon done with me. |
| 9 | 1347 | But my hands, held by the ropes on my wrists, could not reach the bottom of the tunic. |
| 9 | 1348 | My fingers struggled to reach it, but an inch from its wool, clinging about my thighs. |
| 9 | 1349 | I tried again to seize the tunic but was prohibited by the ropes from doing so. |
| 9 | 1350 | I looked at Bran Loort in alarm, in protest. |
| 9 | 1351 | "Strip," he said. |