"Wife, we go," said Dorlas. He took her by the hand, and they rode off together with a few other riders, mostly house slaves. Glancing at her, he noticed she looked somewhat. . . afraid.
Bah! She'll soon be over that! And so he rode 'til he reached a magnificent building of splendor. A countless number of slaves were gathered round. He waved at some of his friends. Galéwyn was shaking.
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