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| 18 | 428 | I held the bottle to him. |
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| 18 | 425 | I View more quotes about returned">returned to him; beneath the iron on his ankles and wrists, and on his throat, there were scars, like white bands, pale shadows of the dark metal; it would take months to form such scars, superseding the fearful sores that must first have been inflicted. |
| 18 | 426 | "Why have you come?" he asked. |
| 18 | 427 | "It is Kajuralia," I said to him, simply. |
| 18 | 428 | I held the bottle to him. |
| 18 | 429 | "Kajuralia?" he asked. |
| 18 | 430 | "Yes," I said. |
| 18 | 431 | He began to laugh, softly, hoarsely. |