| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 11 | 1399 | "Yes, View more quotes about master">Master!" she was weeping, her voice fading. |
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| 11 | 1396 | It was Sita. |
| 11 | 1397 | I heard her then, probably, judging by the jangling of slave bells, being conducted, stumbling, to an alcove. |
| 11 | 1398 | Probably he had her head at his hip, held by the hair. |
| 11 | 1399 | "Yes, Master!" she was weeping, her voice fading. |
| 11 | 1400 | "Yes, Master!" "Please," I begged, frightened. |
| 11 | 1401 | "Please!" He was silent. |
| 11 | 1402 | "Please, Master," I wheedled. |