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| 16 | 28 | How I hated View more quotes about myself">myself for having once hurt her. |
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| 16 | 25 | She had then kissed me. |
| 16 | 26 | I sprang to my feet and ran to my work, overcome with affection for her. |
| 16 | 27 | She had forgiven me! I loved her! Ute, only of the leather workers, was the kindest, most generous, most loving girl I had ever known. |
| 16 | 28 | How I hated myself for having once hurt her. |
| 16 | 29 | Inge and Rena, I sensed, regarded me in a new fashion. |
| 16 | 30 | "Slave!" they had said to me. |
| 16 | 31 | And I had said to them, "Yes—Slave!" and kissed them. |