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| 22 | 215 | "Where," View more quotes about asked">asked Targo, "in the camp of a legitimate slaver do you expect me to find clothing suitable to a free woman?" I laughed, and Targo smiled and left. |
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| 22 | 212 | He caught his balance there and, earrings swinging, turned to regard me as though I might have lost my senses. |
| 22 | 213 | "Perhaps Master is making a mistake?" he suggested. |
| 22 | 214 | "Perhaps," I admitted. |
| 22 | 215 | "Where," asked Targo, "in the camp of a legitimate slaver do you expect me to find clothing suitable to a free woman?" I laughed, and Targo smiled and left. |
| 22 | 216 | I wondered on how many nights free women, bound captives, had been thrown to his feet to be assessed and purchased, how many free women had in his camp exchanged their rich garments for a camisk and an ankle ring on his chain. |
| 22 | 217 | In a few moments Targo stumbled back into the tent, his arms bulging with cloth. |
| 22 | 218 | He threw it down on the rug, puffing. |