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| 5 | 114 | The View more quotes about girls">girls gathered about, each one to touch me, to caress me as might a mistress, to whisper in my ear that it might be she to whom I belonged, she whom I must now serve as slave. |
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| 5 | 111 | "Perhaps you are mine," whispered the tall, blond girl, gray-eyed, in my ear. |
| 5 | 112 | She pressed a coil of marsh vine against my left arm. |
| 5 | 113 | "Whose slave am I?" I cried. |
| 5 | 114 | The girls gathered about, each one to touch me, to caress me as might a mistress, to whisper in my ear that it might be she to whom I belonged, she whom I must now serve as slave. |
| 5 | 115 | "Whose slave am I?" I cried, in agony. |
| 5 | 116 | "You will find out," said Telima, "at the feast, then, at the height of festival". |
| 5 | 117 | The girls laughed, and the men behind them. |