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| 11 | 155 | "I am View more quotes about sorry">sorry I am late," said the girl who had worn the tan slave tunic. |
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| 11 | 152 | I saw upon occasion the movement of his hands, long and black, with delicate fingers. |
| 11 | 153 | I could see, however, the man who had been called Kunguni and the woman who had worn the tan slave tunic. |
| 11 | 154 | I could also see, kneeling on a dark blanket, naked, her ankles tied, her hands tied to her collar, her head down, still blindfolded, the blond-haired barbarian. |
| 11 | 155 | "I am sorry I am late," said the girl who had worn the tan slave tunic. |
| 11 | 156 | "Pembe kept me later than I pleased, to finish serving paga to a drunken oarsman". |
| 11 | 157 | "What sacrifices we must make in the prosecution of our arduous mission," mused the fellow who had been called Kunguni. |
| 11 | 158 | The girl looked at him, angrily. |