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| 24 | 43 | View more quotes about putting">Putting my head back, in the hood, I could feel canvas behind my head. |
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| 24 | 40 | The road, rutted and pitted, was better graded as it neared the city, and, later, within the city, the metal-rimmed wheels would rattle over cobble stones. |
| 24 | 41 | My master sat on the wagon bench, beside the driver. |
| 24 | 42 | He conversed with him, pleasantly, which, I guessed, was an aspect of his disguise. |
| 24 | 43 | Putting my head back, in the hood, I could feel canvas behind my head. |
| 24 | 44 | Had I not been hooded, as I was alone in the wagon, I think I could not have resisted trying to peep beneath the canvas, to see where we might be. |
| 24 | 45 | After the better part of the Ahn, we had doubtless entered one of the gates of Brundisium, as I then heard the cries of vendors, the rolling of wheels, the snorting of draft beasts, the sounds of men, music, a kalika, from somewhere. |
| 24 | 46 | I also heard the sound of a lash. |