| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 509 | It was scarlet. |
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| 24 | 506 | "View more quotes about greetings">Greetings, Mistress," she said. |
| 24 | 507 | Ho-Sorl permitted Phyllis to hold his left arm, and she did so, standing close to him, her cheek against his left sleeve. |
| 24 | 508 | She wore dancing silk. |
| 24 | 509 | It was scarlet. |
| 24 | 510 | I looked boldly upon her, for a Warrior does not avert his eyes from the beauty of a woman, particularly that of a mere slave. |
| 24 | 511 | "Your slave is beautiful," said I, "Ho-Sorl". |
| 24 | 512 | "She will do," said Ho-Sorl. |