| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | 82 | It is the View more quotes about sort">sort of place, far enough from the broad avenues of central Ar, where assignations, or triflings, might take place. |
| 1 | 83 | "Is Ar this crowded always?" asked Marcus, irritably. |
| 1 | 84 | "This street, at this time of day," I said. |
| 1 | 85 | My companion was Marcus Marcellus, of the Marcelliani, formerly of Ar's Station, on the Vosk. |
| 1 | 86 | We had come to Ar from the vicinity of Brundisium. |
| 1 | 87 | He, like myself, was of the caste of warriors. |
| 1 | 88 | With him, clinging closely, about him, as though she might fear losing him in the crowd, and attempting also, it seemed, not unoften, to make herself small and conceal herself behind him, was his slave, Phoebe, this name having been put on her, a slender exquisite, very lightly complexioned, very dark-haired girl. |