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| 24 | 19 | His View more quotes about eyes">eyes, appraising me, made me conscious of my slavery. |
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| 24 | 16 | There was something like an animal about him, indefinable, unpredictable, tenacious, intelligent, cruel. |
| 24 | 17 | To look at him one knew, though it was the deck of a galley he bestrode, that he was of the warriors. |
| 24 | 18 | I would have feared being owned by him. |
| 24 | 19 | His eyes, appraising me, made me conscious of my slavery. |
| 24 | 20 | Clitus Vitellius lifted his hand, in a salute of warriors. |
| 24 | 21 | The man returned the salute. |
| 24 | 22 | "I am Clitus Vitellius of Ar," he said. |