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| 40 | 239 | A burst of View more quotes about laughter">laughter escaped Miles. |
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| 40 | 236 | "May I speak, Master?" I asked. |
| 40 | 237 | "Yes," he said. |
| 40 | 238 | "I fear I am not so plain as Euphrosyne," I said. |
| 40 | 239 | A burst of laughter escaped Miles. |
| 40 | 240 | "Do you court a lashing?" demanded Florian. |
| 40 | 241 | "Not at all," I said. |
| 40 | 242 | "Compared to Euphrosyne," he said, "you are no more than an ill-bred, mottled she-tarsk!" I remained silent, but my silence, I assure you, did not betoken agreement. |