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| 6 | 72 | "You View more quotes about belong">belong in the iron pens," said Ho-Tu. |
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| 6 | 69 | "Wine, Master?" she asked. |
| 6 | 70 | "She-sleen," hissed Ho-Tu. |
| 6 | 71 | "How is it that you first serve wine to a strange man at the table of your master?" "Forgive Lana," said she, tears springing to her eyes. |
| 6 | 72 | "You belong in the iron pens," said Ho-Tu. |
| 6 | 73 | "He frightens me," she wept. |
| 6 | 74 | "He is of the black caste". |
| 6 | 75 | "Serve him wine," said he, "or you will be stripped and thrown into a pen of male slaves". |