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| 32 | 198 | "It is that of a View more quotes about slave">slave!" "Yes, Master," she wept, trying to crouch down and cover her breasts with her hands. |
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| 32 | 195 | "What are you doing here? What are you doing? Where is Hassan, my master?" "Do you wish to be impaled?" he asked. |
| 32 | 196 | "No!" she said. |
| 32 | 197 | "Your body!" he suddenly cried, looking at her. |
| 32 | 198 | "It is that of a slave!" "Yes, Master," she wept, trying to crouch down and cover her breasts with her hands. |
| 32 | 199 | "And the collar on your throat, and the brand, superb!" "Thank you, Master," she wept. |
| 32 | 200 | "No," he suddenly cried, much to himself. |
| 32 | 201 | "It cannot be!" Then, not looking at her, he angrily pointed to the tunic, on the tiles near me. |