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| 23 | 261 | "She is View more quotes about exquisite">exquisite, isn't she?" asked Policrates. |
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| 23 | 258 | Her dark hair was coiffured loosely and high upon her head. |
| 23 | 259 | It was bound with a braided yellow cord, strong enough to hold her wrists, should she be bound with it. |
| 23 | 260 | If the cord were jerked loose the hair would fall, unbound, to the small of her back. |
| 23 | 261 | "She is exquisite, isn't she?" asked Policrates. |
| 23 | 262 | I put my thumb under her chin and lifted up her head. |
| 23 | 263 | Her soft brown eyes, frightened, met mine. |
| 23 | 264 | There was a look in them which I had seen before, I thought, in other girls, in the eyes of a slave girl as she looks into the eyes of a master. |