| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 135 | I was at the mercy of men. |
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| 6 | 132 | I View more quotes about pressed">pressed my lips to his cup, which he held in his hand. |
| 6 | 133 | I was weak. |
| 6 | 134 | I was a girl. |
| 6 | 135 | I was at the mercy of men. |
| 6 | 136 | On the wall of the hut, behind Thurnus, hung the great bow, of supple Ka-la-na. |
| 6 | 137 | It was tipped with notched bosk horn. |
| 6 | 138 | It was now unstrung, but the string, of hemp, whipped with silk, lay ready, looped loose upon the broad, curved yellow wood. |