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| 8 | 391 | She View more quotes about stepped">stepped to the circle quickly, throwing her head back, breathing deeply. |
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| 8 | 388 | Albrecht was a fine rider and skilled in this sport and, of course, this time, his quarry had been only an untrained barbarian slave, indeed, a girl who had never before run from the bola. |
| 8 | 389 | "To the circle," said Albrecht, to the other Kassar girl. |
| 8 | 390 | She was a beauty. |
| 8 | 391 | She stepped to the circle quickly, throwing her head back, breathing deeply. |
| 8 | 392 | She was an intelligent looking girl. |
| 8 | 393 | Black-haired. |
| 8 | 394 | Her ankles, I noted, were a bit sturdier than are thought desirable in a slave girl. |