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| 17 | 38 | He View more quotes about hated">hated me, blaming me somehow for the fact that he found himself in this dire predicament. |
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| 17 | 35 | "We must think of escape," I said to Andreas. |
| 17 | 36 | "Be quiet, you fool!" hissed a thin, terrified voice from perhaps a dozen feet away. |
| 17 | 37 | It was Ost of Tharna, who, like Andreas and myself, had been condemned to the mines. |
| 17 | 38 | He hated me, blaming me somehow for the fact that he found himself in this dire predicament. |
| 17 | 39 | Today, more than once, he had scattered the ore which, on my hands and knees, I had chipped from the narrow shafts of the mine. |
| 17 | 40 | And twice he had stolen the pile of ore I had accumulated, poking it into the canvas sack we slaves wore about our necks in the mines. |
| 17 | 41 | I had been beaten by the Whip Slave for not contributing my share to the day's quota of ore required of the chain of which I was a member. |