| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 125 | "What View more quotes about woman">woman?" I asked. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 122 | "Carry off a woman," he said. |
| 8 | 123 | The light drizzle of rain, almost a gray mist matching the miserable solemnity of Tharna, had not abated, and had, by now, soaked through my garments. |
| 8 | 124 | The wind, which I had not noticed before, now seemed cold. |
| 8 | 125 | "What woman?" I asked. |
| 8 | 126 | "Lara," said he. |
| 8 | 127 | "And who is Lara?" I asked. |
| 8 | 128 | "Tatrix of Tharna," he said. |