| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 33 | 453 | How precious it is to a View more quotes about slave">slave, so little. |
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| 33 | 450 | "Strip her, kneel her before me, and hold her head up," said Pa-Kur. |
| 33 | 451 | The tunic was torn from me. |
| 33 | 452 | Even the miserable, shameful scrap of a slave tunic, so revealing and humiliating, is something. |
| 33 | 453 | How precious it is to a slave, so little. |
| 33 | 454 | I was lifted and placed, kneeling, before Pa-Kur. |
| 33 | 455 | One man held my head up, his hand fastened in my hair. |
| 33 | 456 | Tears ran down my cheeks. |