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| 18 | 415 | "You are of the View more quotes about black">black caste," he whispered. |
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| 18 | 412 | I rose and found a torch rack in the room and set the torch in the rack. |
| 18 | 413 | As I did so I saw four or five urts run for various small crevices in the stone. |
| 18 | 414 | I returned to the prisoner. |
| 18 | 415 | "You are of the black caste," he whispered. |
| 18 | 416 | "At last they are done with me". |
| 18 | 417 | "Perhaps not," I said. |
| 18 | 418 | "Am I to be tortured again?" he asked, piteously. |