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

She must have been counting to herself because only an instant or so after Conrad had spurred after her she looked over her shoulder, seeing him approaching. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #318)
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8 318 She View more quotes about must">must have been counting to herself because only an instant or so after Conrad had spurred after her she looked over her shoulder, seeing him approaching.

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

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8 315 The crowd strained to see.
8 316 The judge had begun to count again, starting with one, the second counting, which would determine the rider's time.
8 317 The girl was fast and that meant time for us, if only perhaps a beat.
8 318 She must have been counting to herself because only an instant or so after Conrad had spurred after her she looked over her shoulder, seeing him approaching.
8 319 She must then have counted about three beats to herself, and then she began to break her running pattern, moving to one side and the other, making it difficult to approach her swiftly.
8 320 "She runs well," said Kamchak.
8 321 Indeed she did, but in an instant I saw the leather flash of the bola, with its vicious, beautiful almost ten-foot sweep, streak toward the girl's ankles, and I saw her fall.
The crowd strained to see. The judge had begun to count again, starting with one, the second counting, which would determine the rider's time. The girl was fast and that meant time for us, if only perhaps a beat. She must have been counting to herself because only an instant or so after Conrad had spurred after her she looked over her shoulder, seeing him approaching. She must then have counted about three beats to herself, and then she began to break her running pattern, moving to one side and the other, making it difficult to approach her swiftly. "She runs well," said Kamchak. Indeed she did, but in an instant I saw the leather flash of the bola, with its vicious, beautiful almost ten-foot sweep, streak toward the girl's ankles, and I saw her fall. - (Nomads of Gor)