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| 11 | 49 | My angry glare View more quotes about told">told her that I did not consider myself a slave. |
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| 11 | 46 | "The yoke is of silver," said she, "from the mines of Tharna". |
| 11 | 47 | I was stunned, for if the yoke were truly of silver, the metal on my shoulders might have ransomed a Ubar. |
| 11 | 48 | "We of Tharna," said the Tatrix, "think so little of riches that we use them to yoke slaves". |
| 11 | 49 | My angry glare told her that I did not consider myself a slave. |
| 11 | 50 | From the curule chair beside the throne rose another woman, wearing an intricately wrought silver mask and magnificent robes of rich silver cloth. |
| 11 | 51 | She stood haughtily beside the Tatrix, the expressionless silver mask gleaming down at me, hideous in the torchlight it reflected. |
| 11 | 52 | Speaking to the Tatrix, but not turning the mask from me, she said, "Destroy the animal". |