| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 23 | 162 | Taphris, with a moan, View more quotes about threw">threw herself to her belly in the dirt before her mistress. |
| 23 | 163 | "Mercy," she begged, "mercy, please". |
| 23 | 164 | "Sell her!" screamed the mistress. |
| 23 | 165 | "Sell her!" "On your feet, Taphris," said Kenneth, "head down, in leading position". |
| 23 | 166 | He bent down to retrieve her slave rag. |
| 23 | 167 | I drew on my tunic. |
| 23 | 168 | Taphris stood, bent over, her knees bent, too, her head at the hip of Kenneth. |