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| 43 | 503 | On the other View more quotes about hand">hand, though it was no more than a sop to my foolish pride, I did not much care to depart without that for which I had come. |
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| 43 | 500 | I had had the sport of the hunt, and I had been concerned with nothing more. |
| 43 | 501 | It had been a pleasant interlude, a diversion from the routine of Shipcamp. |
| 43 | 502 | I told myself all this. |
| 43 | 503 | On the other hand, though it was no more than a sop to my foolish pride, I did not much care to depart without that for which I had come. |
| 43 | 504 | All I had cared for, of course, was the mere capture of the quarry, which objective had obviously been attained, but, for some reason, the victory seemed, if not empty, at least incomplete. |
| 43 | 505 | Obviously I had no interest in the slave herself, in the slave as a slave. |
| 43 | 506 | She was nothing. |