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| 19 | 409 | "Which of you would like to put me in View more quotes about steel">steel?" The crowd roared and stamped, and its men rose to their feet, shouting, pounding their right fists on their left shoulder, in Gorean acclaim. |
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| 19 | 406 | "Lower your arms, Slave," commanded Elizabeth, and Phyllis did so, stepping back, and went to stand beside Virginia. |
| 19 | 407 | Then Elizabeth herself strode to the front of the block. |
| 19 | 408 | "And me!" she laughed. |
| 19 | 409 | "Which of you would like to put me in steel?" The crowd roared and stamped, and its men rose to their feet, shouting, pounding their right fists on their left shoulder, in Gorean acclaim. |
| 19 | 410 | "I am, I think," cried Elizabeth, laughing, "a not unworthy wench". |
| 19 | 411 | There were shouts of agreement. |
| 19 | 412 | She pointed her finger at a fine-looking fellow, grinning in the audience, a Saddlemaker. |