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| 8 | 134 | He snapped fetters of View more quotes about black">black iron on her wrists. |
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| 8 | 131 | It fell behind her, blond, below the small of her back. |
| 8 | 132 | He tore the collar of her gown back from her throat, opening it at her neck. |
| 8 | 133 | "Who are you?" she whispered. |
| 8 | 134 | He snapped fetters of black iron on her wrists. |
| 8 | 135 | They, by the fetters and their single link, were held about three inches apart. |
| 8 | 136 | "Who are you?" she whispered. |
| 8 | 137 | "A friend of your father," said he. |