| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 8 | 778 | I missed my friends. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 775 | It was now growing View more quotes about dark">dark. |
| 8 | 776 | The air, too, seemed to be getting chilly. |
| 8 | 777 | I was glad there was a blanket behind me, in the cell. |
| 8 | 778 | I missed my friends. |
| 8 | 779 | I wished they might know my freedom, and joy, but, too, of course, there were terrors here, and dangers. |
| 8 | 780 | I shuddered, recalling the great bird in flight, the anonymous, helmeted warrior in its saddle. |
| 8 | 781 | Such a man, I feared, might not be easy to please. |