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| 17 | 920 | "View more quotes about perhaps">Perhaps you are just too young," he said, "little more than a pretty girl, perhaps not even of twenty summers". |
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| 17 | 917 | She drew back, with a rattle of chain, cringing, and closing her eyes, as he lifted his hand, as if to cuff her, but then he had lowered his hand, without striking her, as though such an admonition might be wasted on so stupid a slave. |
| 17 | 918 | "Look on the market," he said, "straight ahead". |
| 17 | 919 | Ellen did so, while Targo regarded her. |
| 17 | 920 | "Perhaps you are just too young," he said, "little more than a pretty girl, perhaps not even of twenty summers". |
| 17 | 921 | Ellen was startled to think of this in this manner, recalling Earth. |
| 17 | 922 | But Targo did not know what the new serums had done, it seemed, and would take her at face value, as no more than a young, pretty barbarian. |
| 17 | 923 | And then Ellen shook with the realization that, indeed, he was in no way in error; that was all she was, literally, truthfully. |