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| 15 | 830 | View more quotes about lady">Lady Publia squirmed, and wept. |
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| 15 | 827 | "The commander is a clever man," said the fellow. |
| 15 | 828 | "Yes," I agreed. |
| 15 | 829 | I did have respect for Aemilianus as a commander. |
| 15 | 830 | Lady Publia squirmed, and wept. |
| 15 | 831 | The hood was wet with her tears. |
| 15 | 832 | "Do not fret, little vulo," he said to her, putting his hand on her head, "you will soon be on the spit, cooking in the sun". |
| 15 | 833 | She wept and struggled. |