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| 30 | 276 | My View more quotes about face">face was then thrust down into the bowl, deeply. |
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| 30 | 273 | "Yes, Master," I said. |
| 30 | 274 | He then took me by the hair, and forced my head down, holding it over the bowl of gruel, now little more than cold mush. |
| 30 | 275 | "Please, no," I whispered. |
| 30 | 276 | My face was then thrust down into the bowl, deeply. |
| 30 | 277 | I shut my eyes, the gruel was all about my face, to my ears and hair. |
| 30 | 278 | I could not breathe. |
| 30 | 279 | I feared I might drown, so held. |