| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 27 | 77 | View more quotes about something">Something of my original terror had returned when Pietro Vacchi had led me to the exit of his tent and pointed the way, through the darkness, to the pen. |
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| 27 | 74 | One of the girls near me stirred in her sleep. |
| 27 | 75 | "Let me serve you, let me serve you," she was moaning, in her dreams. |
| 27 | 76 | I, however, for one, was now pleased to be behind the bars of the pen. |
| 27 | 77 | Something of my original terror had returned when Pietro Vacchi had led me to the exit of his tent and pointed the way, through the darkness, to the pen. |
| 27 | 78 | I had bellied, and begged, for a guard. |
| 27 | 79 | "Do you wish another whipping?" he had inquired. |
| 27 | 80 | "No, Master!" I said. |