| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 10 | 478 | The fetter was View more quotes about large">large on her wrist, but she could not slip it. |
| 10 | 479 | She was held. |
| 10 | 480 | She looked at him with horror. |
| 10 | 481 | "Hurry, Bondmaid!" he cried. |
| 10 | 482 | "We have only until morning!" "No!" she cried. |
| 10 | 483 | "No, no!" He turned about, dragging her by the right wrist, his left hand on the chain about a foot from her wrist, and, almost running, pulled her, stumbling, crying out, after him. |
| 10 | 484 | The Forkbeard, and I, and his men, laughed. |