| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 18 | 707 | "I View more quotes about love">love you, Master," she said. |
| 18 | 708 | "I love you. |
| 18 | 709 | I love you!" She lifted her belled wrists, her small hands, supplicatingly, piteously extended to me. |
| 18 | 710 | "Forgive me, my Master," she said. |
| 18 | 711 | "Do not kill me. |
| 18 | 712 | I do not wish to die. |
| 18 | 713 | Let me placate you! Let me placate you!" Things had preceded precisely as I had planned. |