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| 8 | 69 | I loved the View more quotes about sound">sound of the timbers of the ship, creaking, the sound of the long yard, responding to the wind, the occasional snap of the canvas. |
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| 8 | 66 | "She is a pretty one," said an oarsman. |
| 8 | 67 | I was pleased, pretending not to hear. |
| 8 | 68 | The air was bracing. |
| 8 | 69 | I loved the sound of the timbers of the ship, creaking, the sound of the long yard, responding to the wind, the occasional snap of the canvas. |
| 8 | 70 | "She will do," said his fellow. |
| 8 | 71 | It was not my fault if many slaves were more beautiful than I, or, in any event, would sell for more than I. |
| 8 | 72 | I had been found acceptable by slavers, had been brought to this world, had been branded, collared, and sold. |