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| 8 | 178 | "What do you want for your pretty View more quotes about little">little barbarian slave?" he asked. |
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| 8 | 175 | * * * * Now the Kassar, mounted on his kaiila, his lance under the tip of the girl's chin, who knelt before him, looking up at him, suddenly laughed and removed the lance. |
| 8 | 176 | I breathed a sigh of relief. |
| 8 | 177 | He rode his kaiila to Kamchak. |
| 8 | 178 | "What do you want for your pretty little barbarian slave?" he asked. |
| 8 | 179 | "She is not for sale," said Kamchak. |
| 8 | 180 | "Will you wager for her?" pressed the rider. |
| 8 | 181 | He was Albrecht of the Kassars, and, with Conrad of the Kassars, had been riding against myself and Kamchak. |