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| 1 | 185 | She, curled there on the View more quotes about cold">cold, damp tiles, at the foot of the couch, the chain on her neck, regarded me. |
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| 1 | 182 | "Yes, Master," she said. |
| 1 | 183 | She then, on her hands and knees, crawled to the foot of the couch and, drawing up her legs, curled there on the cold tiles. |
| 1 | 184 | When I went to the door, I stopped and looked back, once, at her. |
| 1 | 185 | She, curled there on the cold, damp tiles, at the foot of the couch, the chain on her neck, regarded me. |
| 1 | 186 | The only light in the room was from the tiny tharlarion-oil lamp which, earlier, Thurnock had placed on the shelf near the door. |
| 1 | 187 | "I love you, my Master," she said, "and I am yours". |
| 1 | 188 | I then turned about and left the room. |