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| 19 | 691 | The View more quotes about tunic">tunic, of course, though we may speak of it as "hers," was, like herself, the property of her master. |
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| 19 | 688 | She was the master's woman, his slave. |
| 19 | 689 | Still she now had, however skimpy, and amusingly minute, some covering for herself, for her enslaved beauty, some moment of shielding, be it only a thin layer of loosely woven, sleeveless, revealing rep-cloth, slit at the sides. |
| 19 | 690 | Slaves are grateful, even for so little. |
| 19 | 691 | The tunic, of course, though we may speak of it as "hers," was, like herself, the property of her master. |
| 19 | 692 | She did not even own the collar she wore. |
| 19 | 693 | Slaves can own nothing; it is they, rather, who are owned. |
| 19 | 694 | She then sat in the basket, and tried to pull the slit sides of the tunic more about her. |