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| 47 | 481 | "Yes, my captor," she said, in a View more quotes about small">small voice. |
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| 47 | 478 | "Look," said Hci. |
| 47 | 479 | She opened her eyes, looking again upon the bloody trophy. |
| 47 | 480 | "Do you understand?" asked Hci. |
| 47 | 481 | "Yes, my captor," she said, in a small voice. |
| 47 | 482 | Hci then put the scalp in his belt. |
| 47 | 483 | Blood from it ran down his leg, down his naked thigh, as he wore the breechclout. |
| 47 | 484 | It was the scalp of he who had been the third of the war chiefs in the summer camp. |