"Two ahn, two and a half ahn, something like that," said Portus Canio.
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Ellen, under the blanket, could see nothing, but she gathered from small sounds that the counsel of Portus Canio and Fel Doron had prevailed, and that their uneasy fellows had now returned to their places by the fire.
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"Master," she whispered, from within the blanket, "may I speak?" "No," he said.
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She then knelt under the blanket, small and soft, in darkness, a collared slave, not permitted to speak.
"I am afraid," said a man.
"Morning, morning," said Fel Doron.
"How long until morning?" said a man.
"Two ahn, two and a half ahn, something like that," said Portus Canio.
Ellen, under the blanket, could see nothing, but she gathered from small sounds that the counsel of Portus Canio and Fel Doron had prevailed, and that their uneasy fellows had now returned to their places by the fire.
"Master," she whispered, from within the blanket, "may I speak?" "No," he said.
She then knelt under the blanket, small and soft, in darkness, a collared slave, not permitted to speak.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )