| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 695 | "View more quotes about forgive">Forgive me! Forgive me!" she begged. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 692 | The girl had lied before the desk of the praetor. |
| 4 | 693 | She had denied being a Kajira, a slave girl. |
| 4 | 694 | She twisted her head upward, toward the praetor's desk. |
| 4 | 695 | "Forgive me! Forgive me!" she begged. |
| 4 | 696 | "Kajira?" asked Ulafi. |
| 4 | 697 | "Yes, yes," she sobbed. |
| 4 | 698 | Then she cried out, "La Kajira! La Kajira!" This was a bit of Gorean known to her. |