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| 8 | 202 | I felt the View more quotes about girl">girl's head lean toward me, and I felt her lips, soft, on my thigh. |
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| 8 | 199 | I saw nothing of much interest about. |
| 8 | 200 | I feared another morning might be lost. |
| 8 | 201 | Perhaps she had already been shipped north. |
| 8 | 202 | I felt the girl's head lean toward me, and I felt her lips, soft, on my thigh. |
| 8 | 203 | How timid, and humble, was that kiss! Did she fear to be cuffed to the planks? I recalled her startled, begging cries toward morning, and how she had clutched me. |
| 8 | 204 | She had entered the alcove an enslaved woman; she had left it a slave. |
| 8 | 205 | "You may speak," I said. |