| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 17 | 31 | Now they View more quotes about crowded">crowded about me, laughing, seizing my arms. |
| 17 | 32 | "Prisoner! Prisoner!" they shrieked. |
| 17 | 33 | I felt a rope thrown about my throat; it was drawn unpleasantly tight. |
| 17 | 34 | It was held in the hand of a black-haired girl, collared of course, long-legged, in brief slave livery. |
| 17 | 35 | "Greetings," said she, "Warrior". |
| 17 | 36 | She jerked menacingly on the rope. |
| 17 | 37 | "You are now the slave of the girls of the Street of Pots," she informed me. |