| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 20 | 389 | View more quotes about once">Once more I saw it rise up among bodies. |
| 20 | 390 | I heard men weep, and continue to strike at it. |
| 20 | 391 | How it prided itself on its refinements, on its sense of gentility. |
| 20 | 392 | How vain it had been! How irritated I had even been with it, with its confounded supercilious arrogance. |
| 20 | 393 | How jealous it was of being a gentleman. |
| 20 | 394 | It went down again. |
| 20 | 395 | "We cannot kill it!" screamed a man. |