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| 14 | 3 | My View more quotes about feet">feet were still tethered closely, in the usual fashion, to another mooring stake. |
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| 13 | 529 | Again I pressed forward, straining against the harness, westward. |
| 14 | 1 | The Attack "You see," said my keeper, thrusting a bit of raw fish in my mouth, "there is no danger". |
| 14 | 2 | My gag was wrapped about the neck rope, it now lengthened from the mooring stake on the bar, to permit me to sit up. |
| 14 | 3 | My feet were still tethered closely, in the usual fashion, to another mooring stake. |
| 14 | 4 | My hands were now manacled behind my back. |
| 14 | 5 | Again I did not know who held the key to my manacles. |
| 14 | 6 | It changed hands, as a security measure, from day to day. |