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| 6 | 415 | Could he not conjecture the View more quotes about feelings">feelings, the trepidation, of the poor girl? She had a chain on her neck. |
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| 6 | 412 | "She is only a slave," he had said. |
| 6 | 413 | But he had sat down, patiently, beside me, content, it seemed, to wait until I was ready to leave. |
| 6 | 414 | How angry I was with him then. |
| 6 | 415 | Could he not conjecture the feelings, the trepidation, of the poor girl? She had a chain on her neck. |
| 6 | 416 | She was a prize. |
| 6 | 417 | She did not know to whom she would be awarded. |
| 6 | 418 | She did not know who it would be whom she would have to serve, who it would be to whom she would belong! The poor, soft, helpless chained thing! How callous and stupid are men! Too, I like she, as fortunes shifted in the matches, as points were won and lost, was torn back and forth in my conjectures and anticipations. |