| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 14 | 47 | Her View more quotes about hair">hair, which was dark, was wet, and tangled and matted. |
| 14 | 48 | Her legs, bloodied and muchly scratched, were black with dust and sweat. |
| 14 | 49 | Here and there one could see where the trickle of perspiration had run through the dust. |
| 14 | 50 | On her thighs where she had rubbed her hands the dust was streaked in wet smears. |
| 14 | 51 | She had been run beside her master's kaiila, and apparently not slowly. |
| 14 | 52 | Grunt was engaged in conversation with four or five of the Dust-Leg men. |
| 14 | 53 | Then he rose to his feet, and went to his stores, to bring forth a fine hatchet. |