"Whatever the traffic will bear," had grinned a fellow near me at my table.
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"I am a free woman of Vonda!" the woman at the counter was crying.
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I lifted the sul porridge to my lips.
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The mask I wore, like those of some others in the room, covered only the upper portions of my face.
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There was pounding at the inn door.
"Those are my prices," said Strobius.
"Sleen!" cried more than one man.
"Whatever the traffic will bear," had grinned a fellow near me at my table.
"I am a free woman of Vonda!" the woman at the counter was crying.
I lifted the sul porridge to my lips.
The mask I wore, like those of some others in the room, covered only the upper portions of my face.
There was pounding at the inn door.
- (Rogue of Gor, Chapter )