What were you doing in the northern forests?" I asked
him.

"I am an outlaw," he said proudly.
"You are a slave," said Samos.
"Yes," said the man, "I am a slave."
The slave girl, in her brief silk, stood, holding the two-han-
dled bronze paga vessel, that she might look down upon him.
"Few travelers journey through the northern forests," I
said.
"Commonly," said he, "I plundered beyond the forests."
He looked at the slave girl. "Sometimes," said he, "I plun-
dered within them."
She reddened.

Book 8 pages 13-14

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