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| 11 | 125 | As I made the circuit, in the well-worn circular View more quotes about path">path, one of four, concentric about the mill, thrusting, I looked again at the flute girl, as I passed, in her camisk, her legs crossed, dangling over the platform. |
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| 11 | 122 | I did not dare think of pulling out the hair of the first girl. |
| 11 | 123 | She was large, and strong. |
| 11 | 124 | I was afraid of her. |
| 11 | 125 | As I made the circuit, in the well-worn circular path, one of four, concentric about the mill, thrusting, I looked again at the flute girl, as I passed, in her camisk, her legs crossed, dangling over the platform. |
| 11 | 126 | "She has slim ankles," I thought to myself. |
| 11 | 127 | "They are not unlike mine. |
| 11 | 128 | What is wrong with slim ankles? Are they not attractive? Would men not bid well for such a girl?" And then I recalled she was only another slave in a mill yard. |