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| 31 | 113 | "Is the View more quotes about slave">slave vital?" called a man from the tiers. |
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| 31 | 110 | "Do not sell me!" "Well, Adraste, mediocre slave," said the auctioneer to his charge, the merchandise being vended at the moment, "it seems we can get no more for you than a silver tarsk ten". |
| 31 | 111 | He loosened the blades of the slave whip. |
| 31 | 112 | "Forgive me, Master!" she pleaded. |
| 31 | 113 | "Is the slave vital?" called a man from the tiers. |
| 31 | 114 | "Is she alive?" called another. |
| 31 | 115 | "Stand upright, Adraste," said the auctioneer. |
| 31 | 116 | "Clasp your hands together, behind your neck. |