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| 15 | 1213 | There were bells on my View more quotes about collar">collar. |
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| 15 | 1210 | His bearded face pressed to my softness. |
| 15 | 1211 | "No!" I cried. |
| 15 | 1212 | He took my face in his hands. |
| 15 | 1213 | There were bells on my collar. |
| 15 | 1214 | "You are the slave, El-in-or," he said, "the little liar, the thief and traitress". |
| 15 | 1215 | I tried to twist away. |
| 15 | 1216 | He saw the earrings of gold, and I felt his hands hard on my arms, hurting them. |