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| 13 | 675 | The pit View more quotes about master">master gathered together my hair gently, and lifted it, and held it, bunched, behind my head. |
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| 13 | 672 | "Yes," said another. |
| 13 | 673 | I trembled. |
| 13 | 674 | "What is that beneath her hair?" inquired one. |
| 13 | 675 | The pit master gathered together my hair gently, and lifted it, and held it, bunched, behind my head. |
| 13 | 676 | I could feel the stress on the hundreds of tiny hairs at the sides of my head, taut, drawn back, but he did not hurt me. |
| 13 | 677 | "Yes!" said one of the women. |
| 13 | 678 | "See! See!" "Her ears are pierced?" asked another. |