Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 21 | 62 | I View more quotes about found">found a rather small gate in the wall, heavily barred, and begged admittance to show my wares to Saphrar. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 21 | 59 | "There is no loitering here!" "But master!" I cried. |
| 21 | 60 | "I have gems and jewels to show the noble Saphrar!" "Approach then the nearer gate!" he called. |
| 21 | 61 | "And state your business". |
| 21 | 62 | I found a rather small gate in the wall, heavily barred, and begged admittance to show my wares to Saphrar. |
| 21 | 63 | I hoped to be ushered into his presence and then, on the threat of slaying him, secure the golden sphere and a tarn for escape. |
| 21 | 64 | To my chagrin I was not admitted into the compound, but my pitiful stock of almost worthless stones was examined outside the gate by a steward in the company of two armed warriors. |
| 21 | 65 | It took him only a few moments to discover the value of the stones and, when he did, with a cry of disgust, he hurled them away from the gate into the dust, and the two warriors, while I pretended fright and pain, belabored me with the hilts of their weapons. |
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"There is no loitering here!" "But master!" I cried.
"I have gems and jewels to show the noble Saphrar!" "Approach then the nearer gate!" he called.
"And state your business".
I found a rather small gate in the wall, heavily barred, and begged admittance to show my wares to Saphrar.
I hoped to be ushered into his presence and then, on the threat of slaying him, secure the golden sphere and a tarn for escape.
To my chagrin I was not admitted into the compound, but my pitiful stock of almost worthless stones was examined outside the gate by a steward in the company of two armed warriors.
It took him only a few moments to discover the value of the stones and, when he did, with a cry of disgust, he hurled them away from the gate into the dust, and the two warriors, while I pretended fright and pain, belabored me with the hilts of their weapons.
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