| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 12 | 607 | View more quotes about msaliti">Msaliti, to one side, had begun his transformation into the beggar, Kunguni. |
| 12 | 608 | He had already slipped the padded hump beneath his tunic and adjusted the straps by which it was held in place. |
| 12 | 609 | He was now, at a mirror, with paste and ocher, attending to the matter of the simulated scar. |
| 12 | 610 | "What of this slave?" I asked Msaliti, indicating the blond-haired barbarian. |
| 12 | 611 | Msaliti shrugged. |
| 12 | 612 | "She is now worthless to us," he said. |
| 12 | 613 | "What did you pay Uchafu for her?" I asked. |