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| 45 | 21 | He approached me and View more quotes about handled">handled the collar. |
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| 45 | 18 | "Back, back, further!" he said. |
| 45 | 19 | My neck then hurt. |
| 45 | 20 | I saw, above me, the wretched, peeling ceiling of that dank place. |
| 45 | 21 | He approached me and handled the collar. |
| 45 | 22 | "Fitting," he said, contemptuously. |
| 45 | 23 | It was a ring collar, hammered about my neck, suitable for the lowest, the most miserable, the most worthless of slaves. |
| 45 | 24 | "So," said he, contemptuously, angrily, "you begged use?" Of course I had begged use! Was I to be blamed for what I was, for what I had become, that which I had earlier been only secretly, only in my dreams? And were not the masters, too, to blame? Had they not released the slave? Did he now think I could simply return her to her dungeon, where she had languished, neglected and denied, after I had met her, and, in her, my true self? Once one has found oneself can one forget oneself? It is a bit late for such things then. |