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| 9 | 161 | "Do it," I said, gently. |
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| 9 | 158 | View more quotes about cecily">Cecily cast me a frantic, plaintive look. |
| 9 | 159 | I think she hated Miss Wentworth, and Miss Wentworth, surely, was not her mistress. |
| 9 | 160 | Cecily's relationship to her, of course, was radically shifted, following the unwelcome revelation that her blond, blue-eyed rival in beauty, so to speak, was not like herself a slave, but a free woman. |
| 9 | 161 | "Do it," I said, gently. |
| 9 | 162 | Tears in her eyes, Cecily slipped from her tunic. |
| 9 | 163 | "Serve me," said Miss Wentworth. |
| 9 | 164 | "Yes, Mistress," said Cecily. |