| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 16 | 668 | "View more quotes about return">Return me to my master!" she cried, putting herself to her belly, pleading, in second obeisance position, before Targo. |
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| 16 | 665 | "He would not sell me! He would not sell me!" she cried, jerking at the chain. |
| 16 | 666 | "He would not sell me!" "Be silent," said Targo. |
| 16 | 667 | "Do you want people to think you have been stolen? Stolen slaves are not publicly vended, not in the city of their theft". |
| 16 | 668 | "Return me to my master!" she cried, putting herself to her belly, pleading, in second obeisance position, before Targo. |
| 16 | 669 | "Barzak!" called Targo. |
| 16 | 670 | But Barzak had already emerged from the building and, in his hand, he carried the five-stranded, broad-bladed Gorean slave whip, designed for use on females, to punish terribly but not to mark, or permanently mark, thus perhaps reducing the value of the errant, punished slave. |
| 16 | 671 | "Master, please!" begged the slave. |