| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 19 | 393 | "Put your View more quotes about head">head back, no, farther back, farther! Are you stupid? Now turn, slowly, unworthy slave, for the noble buyers of Ar!" Startled, Phyllis did precisely as she was told, beautifully. |
| 19 | 394 | "Oh, Masters," taunted Elizabeth, "would you not like this one to wear your collar?" There were shouts of agreement. |
| 19 | 395 | "But I warn you," said Elizabeth, "she hates men!" There was laughter. |
| 19 | 396 | Phyllis looked at her in anger. |
| 19 | 397 | "Do not lower your arms, Slave," barked Elizabeth. |
| 19 | 398 | Phyllis remained as she was, her head back, her back arched. |
| 19 | 399 | There were tears in her eyes. |