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| 19 | 314 | How horrifying to be so much at the mercy of men, I View more quotes about thought">thought. |
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| 19 | 311 | The marks did not seem to be connected with any desperate effort at escape. |
| 19 | 312 | They seemed more like the helpless scratchings of a woman in frustration. |
| 19 | 313 | One or more women, I suspected, at one or more times in the past, had crouched inside this trunk scratching at its interior wall, perhaps whining to be released, that they might serve the pleasure of Speusippus of Turia. |
| 19 | 314 | How horrifying to be so much at the mercy of men, I thought. |
| 19 | 315 | I then, in terror, tried to force the memory of that rudimentary sensation, that merest hint of a sensation, from my mind. |
| 19 | 316 | "I am not a slave!" I told myself. |
| 19 | 317 | "I am not a slave!" I lay then again on my side on the blanket. |