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| 7 | 594 | I View more quotes about turned">turned about, my back to the logs, and looked back down the narrow dirt street. |
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| 7 | 591 | I pressed my body and cheek against the wood. |
| 7 | 592 | I stepped back and, hands on the wood, looked up. |
| 7 | 593 | The pointed tops of the palings were eight feet over my head. |
| 7 | 594 | I turned about, my back to the logs, and looked back down the narrow dirt street. |
| 7 | 595 | I could see the fire in the village's clearing, its light on the faces of the men about it. |
| 7 | 596 | I saw the boys getting to their feet, eagerly. |
| 7 | 597 | "There is no place to hide!" wept Slave Beads, who was near me. |