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| 7 | 77 | I View more quotes about cried">cried out, in anger. |
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| 7 | 74 | Obviously I could not lift it, and, after trying to cup water in my hands, with little success, given the shallowness of the depression, I bent down, and lapped at it. |
| 7 | 75 | I felt about and located the food pan, which contained some porridge-like material, and a thick crust of bread. |
| 7 | 76 | How could they treat me in this fashion? Did they not know who I was? Did they think me some waitress, some clerk, or secretary? I would soon learn they thought me a thousand times less. |
| 7 | 77 | I cried out, in anger. |
| 7 | 78 | "I am a free woman! Let me go! Release me! Free me! Give me clothing! Give me decent food! Return me to Earth!" My voice rang against the stones, in the small space. |
| 7 | 79 | But I received no response to my cries. |
| 7 | 80 | I determined that I would show them what a woman of Earth could be, and a woman of my background, of my class, of my position, of my intelligence, and education. |