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| 1 | 157 | View more quotes about free">Free women, I suppose, cannot even understand these things, how a slave chained at her master's slave ring can whimper in need, how a slave, tears in her eyes, can kneel before a man, and tenderly lick and kiss his feet, soliciting his attention, even the stroke of his whip if it should please him. |
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| 1 | 154 | They are helpless. |
| 1 | 155 | Slave fires, you see, have been lit in their bellies. |
| 1 | 156 | They now belong to men. |
| 1 | 157 | Free women, I suppose, cannot even understand these things, how a slave chained at her master's slave ring can whimper in need, how a slave, tears in her eyes, can kneel before a man, and tenderly lick and kiss his feet, soliciting his attention, even the stroke of his whip if it should please him. |
| 1 | 158 | But perhaps the free woman can understand these things. |
| 1 | 159 | Is it possible? Perhaps she does understand them. |
| 1 | 160 | Perhaps that accounts for her hostility toward, her envy of, her hatred for, the female slave. |