| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 42 | 297 | "I beg forgiveness! I am only a View more quotes about slave">slave who begs a master's forgiveness!" Pertinax regarded her, angrily. |
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| 42 | 294 | Her hands were extended, lifted. |
| 42 | 295 | Her head was up, from the dirt, tears streaming down her face. |
| 42 | 296 | "I am contrite, Master!" she wept. |
| 42 | 297 | "I beg forgiveness! I am only a slave who begs a master's forgiveness!" Pertinax regarded her, angrily. |
| 42 | 298 | "I know," I said, "you had many reservations about the moral character of Miss Margaret Wentworth, but now it is the helpless, chained slave, Saru, who is on her belly before you, begging your forgiveness". |
| 42 | 299 | He glared, down, at the prostrate slave. |
| 42 | 300 | "What do you see there?" I asked. |