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| 6 | 54 | Her View more quotes about hand">hand, held back, held a small dagger, of the sort which some women think affords them protection. |
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| 6 | 51 | "Do not approach me, sleen!" hissed a woman. |
| 6 | 52 | Her arm was back. |
| 6 | 53 | She crouched in the center of one of the spaces. |
| 6 | 54 | Her hand, held back, held a small dagger, of the sort which some women think affords them protection. |
| 6 | 55 | "Forgive me, Lady," I whispered, "I am trying to reach my space". |
| 6 | 56 | She brandished the weapon. |
| 6 | 57 | "I mean you no harm," I said. |