| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 8 | 809 | You do no more than suggest futility and desperation". |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 806 | It is doomed. |
| 8 | 807 | It fools no one. |
| 8 | 808 | No one, at this View more quotes about distance">distance, will mistake slaves bedecked in scarlet, clutching staves, for those of the scarlet caste. |
| 8 | 809 | You do no more than suggest futility and desperation". |
| 8 | 810 | "So it seems," said he. |
| 8 | 811 | I noted that Euphrosyne had pulled the red cloth tight about herself, accentuating her figure, and, as though by some careless inadvertence, had arranged matters so that a bare shoulder might be glimpsed, and the narrow, flat circlet of metal enclosing her fair throat. |
| 8 | 812 | Doubtless the men would beat her for that, if it should later prove convenient to do so. |