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| 15 | 834 | "It View more quotes about seems">seems there will be little difficulty in getting this one to squirm on the spear," said the fellow. |
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| 15 | 831 | The hood was wet with her tears. |
| 15 | 832 | "Do not fret, little vulo," he said to her, putting his hand on her head, "you will soon be on the spit, cooking in the sun". |
| 15 | 833 | She wept and struggled. |
| 15 | 834 | "It seems there will be little difficulty in getting this one to squirm on the spear," said the fellow. |
| 15 | 835 | Wild, tiny, piteous noises emanated from Lady Publia's hood. |
| 15 | 836 | "Sometimes they wriggle well," he said, "perhaps because they are afraid, or because they think they can get off the spear somehow, or because they are trying to end it. |
| 15 | 837 | Sometimes they try to hold themselves as still as possible. |