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| 17 | 61 | "She is not View more quotes about collared">collared!" cried a fellow! "Lash her!" cried another. |
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| 17 | 58 | "It is my Litsia!" cried the ponderous fellow, as though relieved. |
| 17 | 59 | The woman drew down her robes a bit, that her shoulders were bared. |
| 17 | 60 | She held the robes together before her. |
| 17 | 61 | "She is not collared!" cried a fellow! "Lash her!" cried another. |
| 17 | 62 | For an instant the girl blanched and trembled, clutching the robes together before her in her small fists, but then, in a moment, had recovered herself, and was back in character. |
| 17 | 63 | It was easy to tell that she had, at some time or another, felt the lash, and knew what it was like. |
| 17 | 64 | "But surely we are to respect slaves in the new Ar?" inquired the ponderous fellow, anxiously, of the audience. |