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... ing a wooden tray.
He was a large man and had a thick beard and tired eyes.
He slid the tray through the gaps between the iron bars.
There was bread, a hunk of cheese and a pitcher of water.
It was decent food. Far better than the slop at the slave market.
"Eat," the guard said. His voice was gruff, but not unkind.
Marcus crawled over to the tray. He broke the bread in half.
He handed the larger piece to the girl.
"Here," he said. < ...
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