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| 6 | 296 | I View more quotes about felt">felt the hands of a man unbuckle the lined, canvas hood I wore, and then it was thrust up, and pulled from my head. |
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| 6 | 293 | Perhaps she had dared to put on airs. |
| 6 | 294 | I supposed that she was now well reminded that she was a slave, not a free woman. |
| 6 | 295 | I lay very quietly. |
| 6 | 296 | I felt the hands of a man unbuckle the lined, canvas hood I wore, and then it was thrust up, and pulled from my head. |
| 6 | 297 | He who had removed the hood was masked. |
| 6 | 298 | He brushed away the bit of the sheet which had been trapped within the hood. |
| 6 | 299 | I blinked my eyes against the feeble light, from the small lamp in the alcove. |