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| 46 | 65 | Ina, bent over, her View more quotes about small">small, pretty hands on my wrist, gasping, wincing, hurried beside me. |
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| 46 | 62 | I continued on my way. |
| 46 | 63 | Various fellows in the camp turned to watch us. |
| 46 | 64 | I increased my pace. |
| 46 | 65 | Ina, bent over, her small, pretty hands on my wrist, gasping, wincing, hurried beside me. |
| 46 | 66 | "Master!" she wept. |
| 46 | 67 | "Be silent, female slave," I said. |
| 46 | 68 | "It looks like she is going for a beating," said a fellow, jocularly, as we passed. |