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| 14 | 443 | She was, in these View more quotes about things">things, a sorry sight. |
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| 14 | 440 | Her clothing, perhaps the very garments in which she had been originally captured, had, in her continual wearing of it, in her sleeping in it, in its contact with the floors of cages and cells, and such, become much soiled. |
| 14 | 441 | It was thickly begrimed with weeks of wear and filth. |
| 14 | 442 | Too, it was wrinkled, and faded, and torn. |
| 14 | 443 | She was, in these things, a sorry sight. |
| 14 | 444 | How different was her appearance now, I thought, from what it must have been when she had long ago entered the fateful shop in Besnit. |
| 14 | 445 | "I must smell," she said. |
| 14 | 446 | "I am a slave," I said. |