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| 18 | 279 | View more quotes about simple">Simple things, a sweet, a kind word, a comb, a scrap of cloth, can mean much to a slave. |
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| 18 | 276 | I had brought four of the small honey cakes, and I gave two to each of the slaves. |
| 18 | 277 | They thrust them into their mouths, with soft cries of gratitude, and pleasure. |
| 18 | 278 | "Thank you, oh, thank you!" they breathed. |
| 18 | 279 | Simple things, a sweet, a kind word, a comb, a scrap of cloth, can mean much to a slave. |
| 18 | 280 | Then they shrank back, with a rustle of chain, frightened, for the light of a lantern had fallen upon us. |
| 18 | 281 | "What is going on here?" asked a voice, that of a camp guard, on his rounds. |
| 18 | 282 | "I am bringing food to the slaves, Master," I said. |