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| 22 | 253 | View more quotes about melpomene">Melpomene then, sobbing, knelt, her legs close together, her wrists held crossed under her, as though bound, her head down, touching the floor, the bow of her back exposed, a slave girl awaiting punishment. |
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| 22 | 250 | "I name you Melpomene!" cried the Lady Florence. |
| 22 | 251 | The girl shook with uncontrollable sobs. |
| 22 | 252 | "Kneel to the whip, Melpomene!" she ordered her. |
| 22 | 253 | Melpomene then, sobbing, knelt, her legs close together, her wrists held crossed under her, as though bound, her head down, touching the floor, the bow of her back exposed, a slave girl awaiting punishment. |
| 22 | 254 | "Triumph! Joy!" cried the Lady Florence. |
| 22 | 255 | Then, holding the whip with two hands, she lashed savagely down at the slave. |
| 22 | 256 | She struck her again and again, as though in maddened fury. |