“I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of mine, and in some distress. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. . ’ She shook her head. "Mr. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky.
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