| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 8 | 61 | Over her View more quotes about shoulder">shoulder, across her body, was a second belt, from which hung, at her right hip, a pouch and, on a ring, a slave whip, its blades folded, and four coils of narrow, rawhide rope. |
| 8 | 62 | "You are perceptive," she said. |
| 8 | 63 | "And one who is perhaps beautiful," I said. |
| 8 | 64 | Surely her face was beautiful. |
| 8 | 65 | It was one which, like that of Constance, was very feminine and delicate. |
| 8 | 66 | It did not comport well with what I took to be the harshness of her charge in the north. |
| 8 | 67 | Her complexion was very fair; her eyes were softly blue; her hair, fallen about her shoulders, revealed by the thrown-back hood, was a soft, lush auburn in color. |