| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 5 | 43 | "A View more quotes about blow">blow for the clumsy slave," Lola called to Tela. |
| 5 | 44 | Tela took a slave whip from its ring on the wall and, coming up behind me, struck me across the back. |
| 5 | 45 | The tunic had been slipped down to the waist that it not be bloodied. |
| 5 | 46 | "Forgive me, Mistress," I said. |
| 5 | 47 | I looked at Lola. |
| 5 | 48 | How imperious she seemed, pretending to be a free woman. |
| 5 | 49 | She knelt there behind the table, almost naked save for the rag at her hips, the bit of cloth about her shoulders and, locked on her lovely neck, a steel collar. |