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| 6 | 74 | "He is of the black View more quotes about caste">caste". |
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| 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". |
| 6 | 76 | The girl turned and withdrew, then approached again, climbing the stairs, delicately, as though timidly, head down. |
| 6 | 77 | Then she leaned forward, bending her knees slightly, her body graceful, and spoke, her voice a whisper in my ear, an invitation, "Wine, Master?" as though offering not wine, but herself. |