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| 33 | 548 | Were it not for the View more quotes about hands">hands of the soldier behind me, on my arms, I might have collapsed. |
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| 33 | 545 | "I beg mercy, my masters!" I cried, a terrified slave, addressing them all, in my terror, as though they might be my legal masters. |
| 33 | 546 | Then the sleen, with a word, was withdrawn, and thrown meat. |
| 33 | 547 | I trembled. |
| 33 | 548 | Were it not for the hands of the soldier behind me, on my arms, I might have collapsed. |
| 33 | 549 | I saw Drusus Rencius looking at me with scorn. |
| 33 | 550 | I did not care. |
| 33 | 551 | I was not a warrior! I was a girl, and a slave! "Thus, you see," said Ligurious, "who was the true Tatrix of Corcyrus". |