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| 12 | 488 | I View more quotes about gathered">gathered her into my arms to comfort her but she pushed me away, and turned and ran from the enclosure. |
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| 12 | 485 | She was gentle, not understanding, naive, in her way foolish—a girl of Earth but not on Earth—not a woman of Gor female on her own barbaric world—she would always be of Earth—the bright, pretty girl with the stenographer's pad—like many girls of Earth, not men but not yet daring to be woman. |
| 12 | 486 | "But," I admitted to her, giving her head a shake, "you are a pretty little barbarian". |
| 12 | 487 | She looked into my eyes for a long moment and then suddenly dropped her head weeping. |
| 12 | 488 | I gathered her into my arms to comfort her but she pushed me away, and turned and ran from the enclosure. |
| 12 | 489 | I looked after her, puzzled. |
| 12 | 490 | Then, shrugging, I too left the enclosure, thinking that perhaps I should wander among the wagons for a few hours, before returning. |
| 12 | 491 | I recalled Kamchak. |