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| 20 | 92 | It was almost as though he did not wish me to be exhausted. |
| 20 | 93 | It was almost as though he wanted to keep me fresh, almost as though he intended to deliver me somewhere. |
| 20 | 94 | I wrung out another tunic and placed it behind me, on the rocks. |
| 20 | 95 | It was hot and I rubbed my hand back over my head, feeling there the short, bristly stubble of hair. |
| 20 | 96 | As he had promised, he had, on the first morning of my captivity, sheared me. |
| 20 | 97 | "Lactantius," said Tina, "is merciless with me. |
| 20 | 98 | In his chains he makes me kick and scream with pleasure". |