Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 72 | His View more quotes about hand">hand was light on the yellow bow, strung taut. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 69 | Then he said, "Though you are a dweller of cities—a vermin of the walls—I think you are not unworthy—and thus I pray the lance will fall to me". |
| 3 | 70 | He turned his mount back to his fellows. |
| 3 | 71 | They conferred again for a moment and then the warrior of the Kataii approached, a lithe, strong proud man, one in whose eyes I could read that he had never lost his saddle, nor turned from a foe. |
| 3 | 72 | His hand was light on the yellow bow, strung taut. |
| 3 | 73 | But no arrow was set to the string. |
| 3 | 74 | "Where are your men?" he asked. |
| 3 | 75 | "I am alone," I said. |
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Then he said, "Though you are a dweller of cities—a vermin of the walls—I think you are not unworthy—and thus I pray the lance will fall to me".
He turned his mount back to his fellows.
They conferred again for a moment and then the warrior of the Kataii approached, a lithe, strong proud man, one in whose eyes I could read that he had never lost his saddle, nor turned from a foe.
His hand was light on the yellow bow, strung taut.
But no arrow was set to the string.
"Where are your men?" he asked.
"I am alone," I said.
- (Nomads of Gor)