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

I spent the night on the prairie and then, on what would have been the second day of the retreat, entered the city at the eighth hour. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #42)
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21 42 I spent the View more quotes about night">night on the prairie and then, on what would have been the second day of the retreat, entered the city at the eighth hour.

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

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21 39 I purchased these things from the man from whom Kamchak had, on a happier afternoon, obtained a new saddle and set of quivas.
21 40 I had seen many things in the man's wagon and I had gathered, correctly it seems, that he was himself a peddler of sorts.
21 41 I then, on foot, following for a time the tracks of the departing wagons, then departing from them, returned to the vicinity of Turia.
21 42 I spent the night on the prairie and then, on what would have been the second day of the retreat, entered the city at the eighth hour.
21 43 My hair was concealed in the hood of a thin, ankle-length rep-cloth garment, a dirty white through which ran flecks of golden thread, a fit garment, in my opinion, for an insignificant merchant.
21 44 Beneath my garment, concealed, I carried sword and quiva.
21 45 I was hardly questioned by guards at the gates of Turia, for the city is a commercial oasis in the plains and during a year hundreds of caravans, not to mention thousands of small merchants, on foot or with a single tharlarion wagon, enter her gates.
I purchased these things from the man from whom Kamchak had, on a happier afternoon, obtained a new saddle and set of quivas. I had seen many things in the man's wagon and I had gathered, correctly it seems, that he was himself a peddler of sorts. I then, on foot, following for a time the tracks of the departing wagons, then departing from them, returned to the vicinity of Turia. I spent the night on the prairie and then, on what would have been the second day of the retreat, entered the city at the eighth hour. My hair was concealed in the hood of a thin, ankle-length rep-cloth garment, a dirty white through which ran flecks of golden thread, a fit garment, in my opinion, for an insignificant merchant. Beneath my garment, concealed, I carried sword and quiva. I was hardly questioned by guards at the gates of Turia, for the city is a commercial oasis in the plains and during a year hundreds of caravans, not to mention thousands of small merchants, on foot or with a single tharlarion wagon, enter her gates. - (Nomads of Gor)