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| 2 | 404 | "Let us be on our way," said Marcus. |
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| 2 | 401 | View more quotes about phoebe">Phoebe was quite beautiful in the tunic. |
| 2 | 402 | It was adjusted on her by a slave girdle, in one of its common ties. |
| 2 | 403 | The girl looked at her master, piteously. |
| 2 | 404 | "Let us be on our way," said Marcus. |
| 2 | 405 | We left the tent, the girl following, bound, on the leash. |
| 2 | 406 | She whimpered once, softly, piteously, beggingly, to which sound, however, her master, if he heard it, paid no heed. |
| 3 | 1 | The Camp "Stones! Guess stones!" called a fellow. |