| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 17 | 352 | "No, no!" wept Phyllis. |
| 17 | 353 | "Where would you make her Red View more quotes about silk">Silk?" asked Ho-Tu. |
| 17 | 354 | "The pit of sand will do," said Ho-Sorl. |
| 17 | 355 | Phyllis shrieked with misery. |
| 17 | 356 | "Would you not like Ho-Sorl to make you Red Silk?" asked Ho-Tu of Phyllis. |
| 17 | 357 | "I detest him!" she screamed. |
| 17 | 358 | "I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!" "I wager," said Ho-Sorl, "I can have her leaping to my touch in a quarter of an Ahn". |