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| 16 | 121 | "View more quotes about master">Master," I begged. |
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| 16 | 118 | "Master," I said. |
| 16 | 119 | But I could not speak for the spike of the bota was thrust between my teeth, and I must drink. |
| 16 | 120 | When the spike was withdrawn I again tried to speak. |
| 16 | 121 | "Master," I begged. |
| 16 | 122 | But his heavy hand thrust bread in my mouth, crusts of Sa-Tarna bread, wadding it in. |
| 16 | 123 | Then he went to the next cage, and the next, similarly watering and feeding their occupants. |
| 16 | 124 | I knew he would return, to finish the feeding, with another draft of water, a spoon of salt and a slice of the bitter tospit. |