Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 2 | 35 | The View more quotes about object">object might not even be with the Wagon Peoples any longer. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 2 | 32 | Tal, I might say, in greeting, I am Tarl Cabot of Ko-ro-ba; I bring no credentials, no proofs; I come from the Priest-Kings; I would like to have the object which was brought to you from them; they would now like it back; thank you; farewell. |
| 2 | 33 | I laughed. |
| 2 | 34 | I would say little or nothing. |
| 2 | 35 | The object might not even be with the Wagon Peoples any longer. |
| 2 | 36 | And there were four Wagon Peoples, the Paravaci, the Kataii, the Kassars, and the dreaded Tuchuks. |
| 2 | 37 | Who knew with which people the object might have been placed? Perhaps it had been hidden away and forgotten? Perhaps it was now a sacred object, little understood, but revered—and it would be sacrilege to think of it, blasphemy to speak its name, a cruel and slow death even to cast one's eyes upon it. |
| 2 | 38 | And if I should manage to seize it, how could I carry it away? I had no tarn, one of Gor's fierce saddlebirds; I had not even the monstrous high tharlarion, used as the mounts of shock cavalry by the warriors of some cities. |
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Tal, I might say, in greeting, I am Tarl Cabot of Ko-ro-ba; I bring no credentials, no proofs; I come from the Priest-Kings; I would like to have the object which was brought to you from them; they would now like it back; thank you; farewell.
I laughed.
I would say little or nothing.
The object might not even be with the Wagon Peoples any longer.
And there were four Wagon Peoples, the Paravaci, the Kataii, the Kassars, and the dreaded Tuchuks.
Who knew with which people the object might have been placed? Perhaps it had been hidden away and forgotten? Perhaps it was now a sacred object, little understood, but revered—and it would be sacrilege to think of it, blasphemy to speak its name, a cruel and slow death even to cast one's eyes upon it.
And if I should manage to seize it, how could I carry it away? I had no tarn, one of Gor's fierce saddlebirds; I had not even the monstrous high tharlarion, used as the mounts of shock cavalry by the warriors of some cities.
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