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| 16 | 289 | I am destitute! How can I View more quotes about feed">feed you? I shall have to put you on leashes and take you to garbage bins! And where have you been?" A brawny fellow, in a short tunic, with leather on his wrists, had approached. |
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| 16 | 286 | Perhaps I could bribe the cleaners of streets to take you from my shelf, to throw into the pits, to dispose of you as refuse, as flesh-garbage! Do you know what it costs to rent this space, even without an awning!" "No, Master," said more than one of the girls. |
| 16 | 287 | "It is none of your business," he said. |
| 16 | 288 | "But it is exorbitant. |
| 16 | 289 | I am destitute! How can I feed you? I shall have to put you on leashes and take you to garbage bins! And where have you been?" A brawny fellow, in a short tunic, with leather on his wrists, had approached. |
| 16 | 290 | He was grizzled, slovenly, and, apparently, had lost an eye. |
| 16 | 291 | This, Ellen supposed, was Barzak. |
| 16 | 292 | "The Iron Collar," responded the fellow. |