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| 32 | 649 | 'Why did you not View more quotes about tell">tell us you were a slave?' he asked of me. |
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| 32 | 646 | They were not angry with him for interfering with their ceremony, for literally stopping it, but somehow, for no reason I understood, with me. |
| 32 | 647 | I shuddered, held naked by the wrist leashes before the stone, the object of the contempt and wrath, the scorn and fury, of the multitude. |
| 32 | 648 | I, terrified, felt their hatred directed upon me, almost as though it came in waves. |
| 32 | 649 | 'Why did you not tell us you were a slave?' he asked of me. |
| 32 | 650 | He spoke in English. |
| 32 | 651 | 'Forgive me, Master,' I begged. |
| 32 | 652 | 'To our gods,' he said, 'the offer of a contemptible slave would be an insulting sacrifice. |