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| 19 | 97 | I View more quotes about lifted">lifted her into my arms and carried her to one of the stalls, where I placed her gently on the straw. |
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| 19 | 94 | Suddenly she flung away the towel and, sobbing, looked up at me, tears in her eyes. |
| 19 | 95 | She was quite beautiful, kneeling barefoot before me, clad only in the brief, sleeveless brown rag of a slave, her blond hair about her shoulders, her blue eyes moist, her throat graced by the narrow collar of dark iron, slave iron. |
| 19 | 96 | "Telitsia is at your feet," she whispered, piteously, "—Master". |
| 19 | 97 | I lifted her into my arms and carried her to one of the stalls, where I placed her gently on the straw. |
| 19 | 98 | * * * * "Telitsia! Telitsia!" we heard. |
| 19 | 99 | It was the voice of Kenneth, master keeper of the slaves of the Lady Florence. |
| 19 | 100 | The bar for the tenth Ahn, the Gorean noon, had already been struck. |