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 | | Melisende, amazingly unclothed for a free woman, wearing only the brief tunic and skirt, paced about the cliff top, alternately glaring at me and her brother, and scowling with ill-concealed hatred at the two slave girls who attended us. |
 | | Then, to the disgust of Melisende, and to the amazement of Arslan, and Jessira, and Phocas, I had taken her in my arms and kissed her as a man might kiss a preferred slave, a love slave. |
 | | I glanced up to reassure myself that the river of hot coals was not descending after us, then pulled the girls rudely to their feet and marched them away from the foot of the cliff to the small stream we had seen earlier. |
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