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| 2 | 4 | "I am View more quotes about yours">yours. |
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| 2 | 1 | The Tent "You may turn about," said Marcus, standing up. |
| 2 | 2 | Phoebe, kneeling, gasping, unclasped her hands from behind her neck, and lifted her head from the dirt, in our small tent, outside the walls of Ar, one of hundreds of such tents, mainly for vagabonds, itinerants and refugees. |
| 2 | 3 | "Thank you, Master," said Phoebe. |
| 2 | 4 | "I am yours. |
| 2 | 5 | I love you. |
| 2 | 6 | I love you". |
| 2 | 7 | "Stand, and face me," he said. |