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| 17 | 347 | View more quotes about phyllis">Phyllis shrieked in fear, wiggling on his shoulder, pounding. |
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| 17 | 344 | Ho-Sorl bounded over the table and caught her four paces from the dais, spilling the milk about. |
| 17 | 345 | He threw her bodily over his shoulder, her small fists pounding on his back, and carried her to Ho-Tu's place. |
| 17 | 346 | "I will pay," said Ho-Sorl, "the difference between what she will bring as Red Silk and White Silk". |
| 17 | 347 | Phyllis shrieked in fear, wiggling on his shoulder, pounding. |
| 17 | 348 | Ho-Tu apparently gave the matter very serious thought. |
| 17 | 349 | "Don't you want to be Red Silk?" he asked Phyllis, who, from her position, could not see him. |
| 17 | 350 | "No, no, no!" she cried. |