| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 616 | "It was this one, wasn't it?" he View more quotes about grinned">grinned, touching the small, exquisite, dark-haired girl with whom I had been engaged in converse with his whip. |
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| 13 | 613 | He turned to the girls. |
| 13 | 614 | "Which of you wenches dared to speak to this slave?" he asked. |
| 13 | 615 | The girls were silent. |
| 13 | 616 | "It was this one, wasn't it?" he grinned, touching the small, exquisite, dark-haired girl with whom I had been engaged in converse with his whip. |
| 13 | 617 | She shuddered. |
| 13 | 618 | "It was she whom I accosted," I said. |
| 13 | 619 | "If there is blame here, it is mine, not hers". |