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| 14 | 212 | Then, not bidding them farewell, I View more quotes about turned">turned and disappeared among the shadows and trees. |
| 14 | 213 | * * * * On the branch of the tree, high, in the darkness, crouching, I saw the man of Tyros, with his leather glove, reach to the handle of the slave iron, protruding from the brazier. |
| 14 | 214 | By this time the moons were high. |
| 14 | 215 | By this time the men of Tyros, and the panther girls, had all gathered about in the conquest circle. |
| 14 | 216 | He lifted it up and there was a cry of pleasure. |
| 14 | 217 | It was white with the ferocity of its heating. |
| 14 | 218 | It was now ready to brand a slave. |