They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. I’d need to be out of my senses. He rolled onto his belly, freeing himself from her hands, pushing her away. She was frightfully hungry. ” He looked down at his heavy Sears work boots as Mrs. ” They were eating quails when they returned to the topic of love. Wild, he asserted, had robbed him of a large sum of money, and till it was restored he would never plead.
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