| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 15 | 1152 | "View more quotes about serve">Serve, Slaves!" laughed Ute, clapping her hands, and the girls fled to the center of the camp, where I heard the shoutings of pleasure of men, welcoming them. |
| 15 | 1153 | Ute and I stood facing one another. |
| 15 | 1154 | "Serve, Slave," said Ute. |
| 15 | 1155 | Angrily I, perfumed and rouged, belled and silked, turned and followed the other girls to the center of the camp, near the great tent of Rask of Treve, of scarlet canvas lined with scarlet silk, on its eight poles. |
| 15 | 1156 | * * * * "Wine! Bring me wine!" shouted the warrior. |
| 15 | 1157 | I, a slave girl, with a rustle of silk and slave bells, hurried to him, a master, to serve him. |
| 15 | 1158 | Kneeling, I filled his cup. |