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| 20 | 51 | "Oh!" I View more quotes about cried">cried, for his hand had suddenly, unexpectedly, thrust upward, beneath my brief silk. |
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| 20 | 48 | I was barefoot. |
| 20 | 49 | I wore a red kerchief, for my hair had not as yet fully regrown. |
| 20 | 50 | "Greetings, Slave," said a man. |
| 20 | 51 | "Oh!" I cried, for his hand had suddenly, unexpectedly, thrust upward, beneath my brief silk. |
| 20 | 52 | I backed away from him. |
| 20 | 53 | I regarded him, uncertainly. |
| 20 | 54 | I could not feign displeasure, or outrage, of course, for I was a slave. |