| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 29 | 202 | She View more quotes about pressed">pressed her small fingers against the damp wall to her left, and against the heavy iron door, bolted shut, obdurate above her, which confined her. |
| 29 | 203 | The lovely slave lying on the narrow, damp steps, hidden beneath the iron door, shut out again from the sun, cried in the lonely, quiet darkness, her existence once again denied. |
| 29 | 204 | "Very well," I said. |
| 29 | 205 | "Remain naked". |
| 29 | 206 | "Very well," she said. |
| 29 | 207 | "I shall". |
| 29 | 208 | "You have had the opportunity to beg to earn clothing," I told her. |