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| 20 | 13 | The praetor was a sour fellow. |
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| 20 | 10 | They were View more quotes about handsome">handsome guardsmen, and I was a slave girl. |
| 20 | 11 | But I must not annoy them, soliciting their patronage for the tavern, for they were on duty. |
| 20 | 12 | I had been struck five times across the back of the legs, my wrists held, when I had made this mistake before. |
| 20 | 13 | The praetor was a sour fellow. |
| 20 | 14 | After I had delivered the message to Belisarius, and had served to amuse his men, I had been returned to the Chatka and Curla, still hooded, and bound in the slave sack, as I had been brought from it, by the same men, through the secret door in the rear of the alcove. |
| 20 | 15 | I had been removed from the sack in the alcove, unbound, unhooded and ungagged. |
| 20 | 16 | The man who had taken me from the alcove and returned me to it then swiftly used me for his pleasure, and left, through the customary, leather-curtained door. |