| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 407 | I hated her. |
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| 13 | 404 | I hated her! View more quotes about pretty">Pretty little Ute, whom men found so desirable! I hated her! I was more beautiful than she. |
| 13 | 405 | Ute had been slave before. |
| 13 | 406 | She could be slave again! I remembered she had once thonged me by the nose ring. |
| 13 | 407 | I hated her. |
| 13 | 408 | We would find out who was more clever. |
| 13 | 409 | I hated her! I threw the piece of binding fiber, which I had been carrying for the snare, which I had not set, into the brush. |
| 13 | 410 | "Greetings, Ute," said I, smiling. |