| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 27 | 555 | View more quotes about ellen">Ellen cried out in misery. |
| 27 | 556 | "Perhaps the slave can explain it to you," said Mirus. |
| 27 | 557 | In the hand of Mirus, brandished, glinting, there shone the grayish steel of an automatic pistol. |
| 27 | 558 | "Beware, Masters!" cried Ellen. |
| 27 | 559 | "It is a weapon!" "Surely an unlikely weapon," said Selius Arconious. |
| 27 | 560 | "It seems blunt for a knife, and small for a club". |
| 27 | 561 | "Perhaps he stabs melons with it," said one of the fellows at the wagon. |