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| 37 | 15 | "Master! Master! Master!" she had wept, joyfully, View more quotes about clutching">clutching him, melting against him. |
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| 37 | 12 | I wondered how much that had to do with her market skills, and how much might have had to do with her smiles and the brevity of her tunic. |
| 37 | 13 | To be sure, for a slave, one supposed a sharp distinction amongst such things might not be warranted. |
| 37 | 14 | * * * * It had taken Callias only a moment, in the back room of the warehouse, at the side of the slave, to cut away her bonds, and tear loose the blindfold and gag. |
| 37 | 15 | "Master! Master! Master!" she had wept, joyfully, clutching him, melting against him. |
| 37 | 16 | "Oh!" she cried. |
| 37 | 17 | "Do not break her back," I warned, for he held her with possessive address, with ferocity. |
| 37 | 18 | I supposed few free women had ever been so held, unless they were on their way to the marking iron, the collar. |