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| 62 | 160 | We View more quotes about drew">drew the tiny tunics on, over our heads, as may easily be done while one is kneeling. |
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| 62 | 157 | "Yes, Master," I said. |
| 62 | 158 | "You may dress," said Drusus Andronicus. |
| 62 | 159 | "Master!" wept Paula. |
| 62 | 160 | We drew the tiny tunics on, over our heads, as may easily be done while one is kneeling. |
| 62 | 161 | It seemed ironic, indeed, to think of donning such a garment as "dressing". |
| 62 | 162 | Yet, even so slight a garmenture, little more than a wisp of clinging, woven fog, can be precious, particularly in the streets. |
| 62 | 163 | Do we not beg, fervently enough, to be granted even a rag? The tunicked slave, eyes downcast, hurrying, is less likely to be abused by free women than the slave sent naked into the streets, perhaps even with her wrists bound behind her. |