| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 63 | I View more quotes about looked">looked across the sand to Chanda. |
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| 8 | 60 | I did not care to meet her eyes. |
| 8 | 61 | I hoped she would not be cruel to me. |
| 8 | 62 | But she was of the peasants, and I was only a slave. |
| 8 | 63 | I looked across the sand to Chanda. |
| 8 | 64 | She, too, was locked in a tiny cage. |
| 8 | 65 | She sat on the boards, hunched over, her legs drawn up, and slowly wrapped a piece of white cloth about her bleeding calf. |
| 8 | 66 | The blood stained through the cloth. |