Their eyes were red, the irons on their feet clanked, and all their breasts panted rhythmically.

On their mouths they had muzzles fastened by two little bronze chains to render it impossible for them to eat the flour, and their hands were enclosed in gauntlets without fingers, so as to prevent them from taking any.
At the master's entrance the wooden bars creaked still more loudly.

The grain grated as it was being crushed.

Several fell upon their knees; the others, continuing their work, stepped across them.
He asked for Giddenem, the governor of the slaved, and that personage appeared, his rank being displayed in the richness of his dress.

His tunic, which was slit up the sides, was of fine purple; his ears were weighted with heavy rings; and the strips of cloth enfolding his legs were joined together with a lacing of gold which extended from his ankles to his hips, like a serpent winding about a tree.