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| 15 | 278 | I was cuffed, sharply, the blow jerking my View more quotes about head">head to the right. |
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| 15 | 275 | Tullius Quintus then inserted his knife, carefully, between the side of my neck and the gag straps, and cut away the gag. |
| 15 | 276 | I expelled the sodden wadding into his open, waiting hand, which device he then cast aside, as he had the improvised hood, and I looked up at him, confused, and frightened. |
| 15 | 277 | "Master!" I exclaimed. |
| 15 | 278 | I was cuffed, sharply, the blow jerking my head to the right. |
| 15 | 279 | "Forgive me, Master," I said. |
| 15 | 280 | "May I speak?" "No," he said, and lashed my face to the left with a second cuff, a sharp, stinging, backhand slap. |
| 15 | 281 | "Forgive me, Master," I said, tears in my eyes. |