| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 19 | 334 | She View more quotes about cried">cried out, but it seemed that Portus and the others were unconcerned, or did not hear her. |
| 19 | 335 | Serious matters of some sort were afoot. |
| 19 | 336 | Surely haste was being made. |
| 19 | 337 | It was not surprising then that the comfort of a she-thrall, the comfort of a curvaceous little bondmaid, particularly one being disciplined, was less than uppermost on their minds. |
| 19 | 338 | "Please Masters, free me!" she wept. |
| 19 | 339 | "I will be a good slave! I will be a good slave!" She twisted, and squirmed, on the ice. |
| 19 | 340 | Cold sawdust was on her face and in her hair. |