| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 24 | 799 | "Do not have it put on me, View more quotes about please">please, Master!" begged Ellen, terrified. |
| 24 | 800 | "I would think that a good whipping would be sufficient," said a voice, "say, ten lashes". |
| 24 | 801 | Ellen started, keeping her head down. |
| 24 | 802 | "Who are you?" asked the scribe. |
| 24 | 803 | "I am called 'Selius'," said the voice. |
| 24 | 804 | Ellen dared to look up, from her belly, half buried in the sand, into which it seemed she would crawl, as though to hide. |
| 24 | 805 | Her fingers dug into the sand, at the sides of her head. |