| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 2 | 321 |
It wanted salt, thought Cabot. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 9 | 54 |
But the weight of the chain oriented me, and, struggling, I got my legs under me and, sputtering, coughing, my eyes half blinded with salt water, I stood up. |