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| 9 | 129 | The proprietor, sweating, aproned, was tipping yet View more quotes about another">another great bottle of paga in its sling, filling cups, that they might be borne to the drinkers. |
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| 9 | 126 | There was glass, and spilled paga about, and two broken tables. |
| 9 | 127 | But the musicians were again playing and again, in the square of sand, the girl performed, though not now the Whip Dance. |
| 9 | 128 | Nude slave girls, wrists chained, hurried about. |
| 9 | 129 | The proprietor, sweating, aproned, was tipping yet another great bottle of paga in its sling, filling cups, that they might be borne to the drinkers. |
| 9 | 130 | There was an occasional scream from the alcoves, bringing laughter from the tables. |
| 9 | 131 | I heard the flash of a whip somewhere, and the cries of a girl. |
| 9 | 132 | I wondered if, now that the canals were barred, slaves escaped from Port Kar. |