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| 31 | 182 | Then, strangely calm, but with those gray, ruined, hooklike View more quotes about hands">hands, like iron claws before him, wood clinging here and there to them, Labienus turned his white, sightless eyes toward us. |
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| 31 | 179 | The effect on the innocent lad, he come perforce a captured stranger amongst us, was clearly visible. |
| 31 | 180 | He was white-faced, shaken. |
| 31 | 181 | So, too, I think, were we. |
| 31 | 182 | Then, strangely calm, but with those gray, ruined, hooklike hands, like iron claws before him, wood clinging here and there to them, Labienus turned his white, sightless eyes toward us. |
| 31 | 183 | "Captain?" asked one of the men. |
| 31 | 184 | "I have a knife here, Captain," said one of the men. |
| 31 | 185 | "Shall I strip the prisoner?" Prisoners on Gor are often stripped. |