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| 7 | 368 | I View more quotes about whimpered">whimpered piteously, begging him, looking up at him, my teeth clenched on the silk, my body lifted. |
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| 7 | 365 | It had been put there, in me, over a period of a few seconds, with a white-hot iron. |
| 7 | 366 | I tried, helplessly, to press my body against his hand. |
| 7 | 367 | What cared I now for my questions, what mattered it if I understood him or not, if I fathomed his presence here, or what he wanted, or even if his interest in me might, frighteningly, be more than that of one such as he who had, in a garden, encountered one such as I. |
| 7 | 368 | I whimpered piteously, begging him, looking up at him, my teeth clenched on the silk, my body lifted. |
| 7 | 369 | I writhed, touched. |
| 7 | 370 | Again I lifted my body, begging. |
| 7 | 371 | But I was not touched. |