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| 28 | 309 | But the point of the View more quotes about spear">spear of Clitus Vitellius lay at his throat. |
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| 28 | 306 | "I love you, Clitus Vitellius!" I cried, tears in my eyes. |
| 28 | 307 | "You were not given permission to speak!" cried the auctioneer. |
| 28 | 308 | He lifted his whip to strike me. |
| 28 | 309 | But the point of the spear of Clitus Vitellius lay at his throat. |
| 28 | 310 | "Do not strike her," said Clitus Vitellius. |
| 28 | 311 | "Yes, Master," said the auctioneer, white-faced, lowering his arm, frightened, backing away. |
| 28 | 312 | Clitus Vitellius turned again to face the crowd of Ar. |