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| 40 | 3 | A View more quotes about small">small pouch, on a string, was slung about my neck, over my collar. |
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| 39 | 250 | How owned we are! Yet who would have it otherwise? "Ohh!" I cried, grasped and mastered. |
| 40 | 1 | "What do you want?" demanded the large, gross woman glaring down upon me. |
| 40 | 2 | I had knelt, of course, as she was free. |
| 40 | 3 | A small pouch, on a string, was slung about my neck, over my collar. |
| 40 | 4 | I did not dare meet her eyes. |
| 40 | 5 | I was very much afraid of free women. |
| 40 | 6 | I well remembered the free woman, slender, possibly lovely, veiled and robed, on the wharf in Victoria, who had, in her rage, at some conjectured insult, screaming, lashed the bars of my cage, for better than an Ehn, while I shrank back within it. |