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| 1 | 161 | "And what of View more quotes about slaves">slaves?" asked Marcus, irritably, scowling at Phoebe. |
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| 1 | 158 | "A handsome fellow," I said. |
| 1 | 159 | "The handsomest man in all Ar," said the merchant. |
| 1 | 160 | "Free women swoon at his feet". |
| 1 | 161 | "And what of slaves?" asked Marcus, irritably, scowling at Phoebe. |
| 1 | 162 | "I swoon at your feet, Master," she smiled, putting down her head. |
| 1 | 163 | "You may kneel and clean them with your tongue," said Marcus, angrily. |
| 1 | 164 | "Yes, Master," she said, and fell to her knees, putting down her head. |