| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 1 | 559 | "She was slow". |
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| 1 | 556 | "It serves her View more quotes about right">right!" whispered Temione. |
| 1 | 557 | "The lash?" I asked. |
| 1 | 558 | "Of course," she said. |
| 1 | 559 | "She was slow". |
| 1 | 560 | The girl on her back, she stretched over the knees of the burly fellow, cried out, hot juice having fallen on her body from the joint of tarsk. |
| 1 | 561 | "Paga for all, from our host, the noble Borton!" called Philebus. |
| 1 | 562 | Girls rushed about, serving. |