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| 12 | 350 | She pounded her View more quotes about fists">fists on the stone, the blows softened by the intervening straw. |
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| 12 | 347 | "The she-sleen!" cried Lady Claudia. |
| 12 | 348 | "How I hate her!" She clenched her fists. |
| 12 | 349 | "I hate her! I hate her!" she said. |
| 12 | 350 | She pounded her fists on the stone, the blows softened by the intervening straw. |
| 12 | 351 | Then she looked dismally, angrily, at the bit of meal and the crust of bread in the pan. |
| 12 | 352 | "Surely it is their intent to starve me!" "Us?" I asked. |
| 12 | 353 | "Yes, us," she said. |