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| 40 | 212 | "It is a petition from the View more quotes about master">master potter, Tenrik of Siba," he said, "he whom you well know by reputation, that I refrain from marketing my purple-and-white craters in the Vosk markets for at least one year". |
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| 40 | 209 | I would be pleased to inquire on behalf of your master". |
| 40 | 210 | "A slave is grateful," I said. |
| 40 | 211 | "What is going on?" inquired Lady Delia, thrusting her head through the portal leading, I supposed, to their living quarters. |
| 40 | 212 | "It is a petition from the master potter, Tenrik of Siba," he said, "he whom you well know by reputation, that I refrain from marketing my purple-and-white craters in the Vosk markets for at least one year". |
| 40 | 213 | "The sleen!" she cried. |
| 40 | 214 | "He wants to duplicate your work, and flood the river markets with his own cheap trash while you sit like a dolt at your wheel, doing nothing!" "I fear so," said Epicrates. |
| 40 | 215 | "How much did he give you?" she asked. |