| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 501 | Yet it was not the View more quotes about sort">sort of thing a slave girl would naturally ask. |
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| 9 | 498 | I had kissed the whip. |
| 9 | 499 | "Who commands me?" I had asked. |
| 9 | 500 | It had seemed as though I must ask that. |
| 9 | 501 | Yet it was not the sort of thing a slave girl would naturally ask. |
| 9 | 502 | Such an inquiry might be thought to border on insolence. |
| 9 | 503 | Yet I was not taken by the wrists and thrown flat upon the tiles and whipped. |
| 9 | 504 | "You are commanded by Belisarius, Slave Girl," was the response. |