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| 15 | 113 | Then she View more quotes about whispered">whispered, her head to the tiles, "Know you not you are my master, Master?" I looked at him. |
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| 15 | 110 | How beautiful she was! "As you are a free woman," he said, "you may, of course, if you wish, call me 'Master'". |
| 15 | 111 | "Of course, of course," she wept. |
| 15 | 112 | "Would that I had no choice!" she cried, bitterly. |
| 15 | 113 | Then she whispered, her head to the tiles, "Know you not you are my master, Master?" I looked at him. |
| 15 | 114 | He well knew, I saw, that the beauty at his feet was his. |
| 15 | 115 | Why would he not put her to the iron? "Master," she wept. |
| 15 | 116 | "Master!" Obviously she was now ready for enslavement. |