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| 1 | 384 | View more quotes about near">Near the free woman was a female slave, in a short gray tunic. |
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| 1 | 381 | She rose to her feet, looking after the procession. |
| 1 | 382 | We could still hear the bells. |
| 1 | 383 | The smell of incense hung in the air. |
| 1 | 384 | Near the free woman was a female slave, in a short gray tunic. |
| 1 | 385 | She, too, had been caught, like Phoebe, in the path of the procession. |
| 1 | 386 | She had knelt with her head down to the street, the palms of her hands on the stones, making herself small, in a common position of obeisance. |
| 1 | 387 | The free woman looked down at her. |