| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 9 | 307 | "View more quotes about master">Master?" she asked. |
| 9 | 308 | "Make a feast," I said, "Kettle Slave". |
| 9 | 309 | "Yes, Master," she said. |
| 9 | 310 | "Thurnock," cried I, "secure the slaves". |
| 9 | 311 | "Yes, my Captain," he boomed. |
| 9 | 312 | Midice stood up, timidly. |
| 9 | 313 | Her hand was before her mouth. |