| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 214 | "I like you, Phyllis," she said. |
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| 6 | 211 | "I View more quotes about hate">hate you!" I cried, and lunged toward her, and slapped her, viciously, across her left cheek. |
| 6 | 212 | She looked at me, startled, drawing back, and put her right hand to her reddened, doubtless stinging cheek. |
| 6 | 213 | I looked away, angrily. |
| 6 | 214 | "I like you, Phyllis," she said. |
| 6 | 215 | "I am your friend". |
| 6 | 216 | "I am not yours," I said, not looking at her. |
| 6 | 217 | When I had slapped Paula, the others in the cell, startled, had turned to regard us. |