| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 149 | By his View more quotes about grasp">grasp on my hair he pressed me further forward, more tightly against the wall, and then, holding me there, he pulled my head back by the hair, to better show my collar. |
| 13 | 150 | "A barbarian slave girl," he said. |
| 13 | 151 | "Beat her!" cried the free woman. |
| 13 | 152 | "Beat her!" She wrung her hands. |
| 13 | 153 | "How she humiliated me," she cried, "letting me think her free, letting me think she held caste! How demeaned I have been, speaking to one who was only bond!" He pulled my head back, further. |
| 13 | 154 | I whimpered. |
| 13 | 155 | He held me there, thusly. |