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| 16 | 167 | "What View more quotes about became">became of them?" I asked. |
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| 16 | 164 | "Can this be true?" I asked. |
| 16 | 165 | "A hundred men," said Misk, "allowed themselves to be chained to the foot of her couch where she would upon occasion, that they might not die, cast them scraps of food as though they might have been pet sleen". |
| 16 | 166 | My old hatred of Vika now began once again to infuse my blood, and my hands ached to grip her and shake her until her bones might break and then throw her to my feet. |
| 16 | 167 | "What became of them?" I asked. |
| 16 | 168 | "They were used as Muls," said Misk. |
| 16 | 169 | My fists clenched. |
| 16 | 170 | "I am glad that such a creature," said Misk, "is not of my species". |