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| 22 | 169 | How fortunate we were, how privileged, how generous the View more quotes about master">master! Many free persons, doubtless, had never tasted a Turian liqueur, not to speak of that of Falnus. |
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| 22 | 166 | "Quite good," said Desmond of Harfax. |
| 22 | 167 | Even taciturn Akesinos, who had scarcely spoken the entire evening, seemed pleased. |
| 22 | 168 | "And you," said Kleomenes, rising to his feet, stumbling a little, "the three of you, pretty kajirae, put your hands down on your thighs, put your heads back, far, and open your mouths, widely!" "Master!" we cried, gratefully. |
| 22 | 169 | How fortunate we were, how privileged, how generous the master! Many free persons, doubtless, had never tasted a Turian liqueur, not to speak of that of Falnus. |
| 22 | 170 | "Enough, enough," said Kleomenes. |
| 22 | 171 | "Thank you, Master!" we breathed. |
| 22 | 172 | It was like a sweet, burning drop of liquid fire, flavored with flower herbs and, detectably, tospit and larma. |