| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 12 | 297 | View more quotes about beautiful">Beautiful, barbaric Verna! Nothing, save her weapons, had been taken from her. |
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| 12 | 294 | One last cart approached. |
| 12 | 295 | I could hear its wheels on the stones before I could see it. |
| 12 | 296 | It was Verna. |
| 12 | 297 | Beautiful, barbaric Verna! Nothing, save her weapons, had been taken from her. |
| 12 | 298 | She still wore her brief skins, and about her neck and on her arms, were barbaric ornaments of gold. |
| 12 | 299 | But she was caged. |
| 12 | 300 | Her cage, mounted on the cart, was not of branches, but of steel. |