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| 3 | 452 | "View more quotes about look">Look at your master, not mine," said Cecily, unpleasantly. |
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| 3 | 449 | There was a change in the breath of Constantina. |
| 3 | 450 | She cast me a glance, almost piteously. |
| 3 | 451 | I think she did not understand her sensations. |
| 3 | 452 | "Look at your master, not mine," said Cecily, unpleasantly. |
| 3 | 453 | Constantina turned to Pertinax, unwillingly, it seemed, the goblet at her breasts. |
| 3 | 454 | "Now," said Cecily, "lift the goblet to your lips, and, gazing over the rim at your master, kiss the goblet, tenderly, and lick it, lovingly, lingeringly, for he is your master, and he is permitting you, a mere slave, to serve him. |
| 3 | 455 | Keep your eyes on your own master, slave!" Constantina turned back to Pertinax. |