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| 64 | 150 | They cringed under his gaze, not daring to meet his View more quotes about eyes">eyes. |
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| 64 | 147 | Similarly, their word for a female, any female, was "slave". |
| 64 | 148 | Cestiphon hooked the switch on his belt, where he was accustomed to keep it. |
| 64 | 149 | He glowered at the neck-roped women of the killer humans. |
| 64 | 150 | They cringed under his gaze, not daring to meet his eyes. |
| 64 | 151 | The switch had done its work well, its supple, stinging slash, far better than its humble predecessor, the stick, which, less yielding, was more likely to damage a woman than punish and instruct her. |
| 64 | 152 | The stick was a makeshift device, crude and barbarous; the switch was an artifact, a boon of civilization, a tested, refined, efficient implement, one explicitly and intelligently designed for the management and improvement of slaves. |
| 64 | 153 | Cestiphon then picked up the sheet and threw it about the Lady Bina, who gratefully, with her small, closely braceleted hands, clutched it about her. |