| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 8 | 603 | "View more quotes about open">Open your mouth, slave," demanded the judge. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 600 | "I was not touched!" cried the girl. |
| 8 | 601 | The judge showed the point of the lance. |
| 8 | 602 | There was a tiny stain of blood at its tip, and too there was a smear of blood on the skin of the small yellowish-white fruit. |
| 8 | 603 | "Open your mouth, slave," demanded the judge. |
| 8 | 604 | The girl shook her head. |
| 8 | 605 | "Do it," said Albrecht. |
| 8 | 606 | She did so and the judge, holding her teeth apart roughly with his hands, peered within. |