| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 15 | 1191 | I ran to her and, View more quotes about kneeling">kneeling, filled her cup. |
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| 15 | 1188 | "Touch me! Touch me!" His hand left my silk and I darted away. |
| 15 | 1189 | I fled to the other man and served him. |
| 15 | 1190 | "Wine!" called Verna. |
| 15 | 1191 | I ran to her and, kneeling, filled her cup. |
| 15 | 1192 | "Wine," said Rask of Treve, holding forth his cup. |
| 15 | 1193 | I could not meet his eyes. |
| 15 | 1194 | All of me blushed red before him, my master. |