| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 19 | 787 | I View more quotes about wonder">wonder whose chain my neck will wear. |
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| 19 | 784 | "You have lost a prize!" The moons are beautiful, she thought, through tears. |
| 19 | 785 | Then, weeping, she lay down in the basket, a small figure, her knees drawn up, wrapped in the blanket. |
| 19 | 786 | I am a slave girl, she thought. |
| 19 | 787 | I wonder whose chain my neck will wear. |
| 19 | 788 | In time she slept. |
| 20 | 1 | Coffled Ellen, choking in the dust raised by the clawed feet of restless saddle tharlarion, stirring, grunting, snorting, coming and going, seemingly all about her, miserable in the heat, shutting her eyes against the dust and glare, the sun burning on her back, weeping, the tears mixing with the grit of dust, was forced to her knees, and then to all fours. |
| 20 | 2 | She heard the rustle of chain behind her and then, in an instant, a heavy metal collar was clasped about her neck and locked. |