| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 15 | 600 | "I View more quotes about think">think you will find," I told her, "the arms of the boy Fish more welcome, though on the mat of a slave, than the arms of gross Lurius, on the furs of the Ubar's couch". |
| 15 | 601 | She looked at me, tears in her eyes. |
| 15 | 602 | I spoke to the kitchen master. |
| 15 | 603 | "At night," I said, "chain them together". |
| 15 | 604 | "A single blanket?" he asked. |
| 15 | 605 | "Yes," I told him. |
| 15 | 606 | The girl collapsed weeping, but Fish, with great gentleness lifted her in his arms and carried her from the hall. |