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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

It hung like a belt of light, sparkling with a spectrum of riches beyond the dreams of a hundred merchants. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #102)
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3 102 It View more quotes about hung">hung like a belt of light, sparkling with a spectrum of riches beyond the dreams of a hundred merchants.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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3 99 He tore the necklace from his throat and flung it to my feet.
3 100 "Regard the worth of those stones!" he cried.
3 101 I fished the necklace from the dust with the point of my spear and regarded it in the sun.
3 102 It hung like a belt of light, sparkling with a spectrum of riches beyond the dreams of a hundred merchants.
3 103 "Excellent," I admitted, handing it back to him on the tip of the spear.
3 104 Angrily he wound it about the pommel of the saddle.
3 105 "But I am of the Caste of Warriors," I said, "of a high city and we do not stain our spears for the stones of men—not even such stones as these".
He tore the necklace from his throat and flung it to my feet. "Regard the worth of those stones!" he cried. I fished the necklace from the dust with the point of my spear and regarded it in the sun. It hung like a belt of light, sparkling with a spectrum of riches beyond the dreams of a hundred merchants. "Excellent," I admitted, handing it back to him on the tip of the spear. Angrily he wound it about the pommel of the saddle. "But I am of the Caste of Warriors," I said, "of a high city and we do not stain our spears for the stones of men—not even such stones as these". - (Nomads of Gor)