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| 14 | 132 | "Many men like them so," said he in the View more quotes about golden">golden robe. |
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| 14 | 129 | "Not at all," said he in the golden robe. |
| 14 | 130 | "Consider her throat, the softness of her shoulders, her forearms, her ankles". |
| 14 | 131 | "Her ankles are too slim," said Lysander. |
| 14 | 132 | "Many men like them so," said he in the golden robe. |
| 14 | 133 | "And you?" said Lysander, smiling. |
| 14 | 134 | "I do not object," he said. |
| 14 | 135 | "Phyllis," said Lysander, "serve Tullius Quintus, our guest, our associate and dear friend, welcome in our midst, though we share no Home Stone". |