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| 15 | 1193 | I could not meet his View more quotes about eyes">eyes. |
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| 15 | 1190 | "Wine!" called Verna. |
| 15 | 1191 | I ran to her and, kneeling, filled her cup. |
| 15 | 1192 | "Wine," said Rask of Treve, holding forth his cup. |
| 15 | 1193 | I could not meet his eyes. |
| 15 | 1194 | All of me blushed red before him, my master. |
| 15 | 1195 | I filled his cup. |
| 15 | 1196 | "She is pretty," said Verna. |