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| 12 | 147 | How straight View more quotes about walked">walked the huntsmen, how broad their backs, how straight their gaze and high their head, how large their hands, how keen their gaze! They were masters! They had made slaves even of men! What would a mere woman be in their hands? I detested them. |
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| 12 | 144 | How fearful they appeared, in skins, cowled in the heads of forest panthers, with their hunting spears. |
| 12 | 145 | They did not bear burdens. |
| 12 | 146 | They led or drove those that did, inferior, collared, skirted men, slaves. |
| 12 | 147 | How straight walked the huntsmen, how broad their backs, how straight their gaze and high their head, how large their hands, how keen their gaze! They were masters! They had made slaves even of men! What would a mere woman be in their hands? I detested them. |
| 12 | 148 | I detested them! "Ute," said Inge, "how would you like such a master?" "I am a slave," said Ute. |
| 12 | 149 | "I would try to serve him well". |
| 12 | 150 | "Ah, Ute," breathed Inge. |