| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 24 | 17 | To View more quotes about look">look at him one knew, though it was the deck of a galley he bestrode, that he was of the warriors. |
| 24 | 18 | I would have feared being owned by him. |
| 24 | 19 | His eyes, appraising me, made me conscious of my slavery. |
| 24 | 20 | Clitus Vitellius lifted his hand, in a salute of warriors. |
| 24 | 21 | The man returned the salute. |
| 24 | 22 | "I am Clitus Vitellius of Ar," he said. |
| 24 | 23 | "Am I your prisoner?" "We have little quarrel with those of Ar," said the man. |