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| 25 | 168 | She dropped her View more quotes about head">head. |
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| 25 | 165 | To my amazement her eyes as they looked up into mine were tender, moist, submissive, yielding. |
| 25 | 166 | "Nonetheless, Tarl Cabot," she said, "I wear your collar". |
| 25 | 167 | "I do not understand," I said. |
| 25 | 168 | She dropped her head. |
| 25 | 169 | "Speak, Slave Girl," I said. |
| 25 | 170 | She had no choice but to obey. |
| 25 | 171 | The words were spoken very softly, very slowly, haltingly, painfully, and it must have cost the proud girl of Treve much to speak them. |