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Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)

A Builder, whose robes were stained with thrown fruit, hastily strode by. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #9)
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)

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17 6 I saw a girl in the window, who blew me a kiss, a slave girl.
17 7 "Kajuralia!" she cried and laughed.
17 8 I raised my fist and shook it and her head disappeared from the window.
17 9 A Builder, whose robes were stained with thrown fruit, hastily strode by.
17 10 "You had better be indoors," said he, "on Kajuralia".
17 11 Three male house slaves stumbled by, crowned with odorous garlands woven of the Brak Bush.
17 12 They were passing about a bota of paga and, between dancing and trying to hold one another up, managed to weave unsteadily by.
I saw a girl in the window, who blew me a kiss, a slave girl. "Kajuralia!" she cried and laughed. I raised my fist and shook it and her head disappeared from the window. A Builder, whose robes were stained with thrown fruit, hastily strode by. "You had better be indoors," said he, "on Kajuralia". Three male house slaves stumbled by, crowned with odorous garlands woven of the Brak Bush. They were passing about a bota of paga and, between dancing and trying to hold one another up, managed to weave unsteadily by. - (Assassin of Gor)