| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 332 | Her View more quotes about face">face pressed against the bars. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 329 | I passed by the door of a slaver's house. |
| 2 | 330 | High in the house, through one of the narrow windows, I saw a girl, looking out. |
| 2 | 331 | She smiled, and put her arm out through the window, waving. |
| 2 | 332 | Her face pressed against the bars. |
| 2 | 333 | She was collared. |
| 2 | 334 | I blew her a kiss in the Gorean fashion, brushing it upward to her with my fingers. |
| 2 | 335 | I looked into a shop where pottery was being turned. |