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| 1 | 801 | The View more quotes about slave">slave girls shrank back, gasping. |
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| 1 | 798 | "Alas, no," cried Philebus, in mock dismay, "none of my girls are dancers!" The taborist continued his work. |
| 1 | 799 | There were cries of mock disappointment from the crowd. |
| 1 | 800 | "I will dance," said Temione. |
| 1 | 801 | The slave girls shrank back, gasping. |
| 1 | 802 | There was silence in the enclosure. |
| 1 | 803 | Philebus, in rage, lifted his whip. |
| 1 | 804 | But the burly fellow indicated that he should lower it. |