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| 8 | 620 | She View more quotes about threw">threw back her head, her little nose in the air, her brown hair bouncing on her shoulders. |
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| 8 | 617 | "I do not know what we need with all these slaves," Elizabeth Cardwell was saying. |
| 8 | 618 | "Be silent," said Kamchak, "or you will be branded". |
| 8 | 619 | Elizabeth Cardwell, for some reason, looked at me in fury, rather than Kamchak. |
| 8 | 620 | She threw back her head, her little nose in the air, her brown hair bouncing on her shoulders. |
| 8 | 621 | Then for no reason I understood, I took binding fiber and bound her wrists before her body, and, as Kamchak had done with the other girls, put a thong on her neck and tied it to the pommel of my saddle. |
| 8 | 622 | It was perhaps my way of reminding her, should she forget, that she too was a slave. |
| 8 | 623 | "Tonight, Little Barbarian," said Kamchak, winking at her, "you will sleep chained under the wagon". |