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| 16 | 127 | "You recognize my View more quotes about voice">voice, do you not?" I asked. |
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| 16 | 124 | I then addressed myself to Lady Publia. |
| 16 | 125 | "Would you care to confess yourself a slave?" I inquired. |
| 16 | 126 | She thrashed about, uttering wild, affirmative whimpers, nodding her head in the hood, vigorously. |
| 16 | 127 | "You recognize my voice, do you not?" I asked. |
| 16 | 128 | Again she nodded. |
| 16 | 129 | This was the first she would have realized, for certain, I supposed, that she had come to the height of the wall, to the foot of the impaling mount, on my shoulder, and not on that of the executioner. |
| 16 | 130 | Hope would be springing up wildly within her, for the executioner not knowing who she was, and thinking she was the Lady Claudia, would presumably have simply put her on the spear and went about his business, probably, pulling off his mask, to some post on the wall. |