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Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)

These served, as well, doubtless inadvertently, to conceal their features. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 39, Sentence #123)
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39 123 These served, as well, View more quotes about doubtless">doubtless inadvertently, to conceal their features.

Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

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39 120 The city to which the former Lucilina, the former preferred slave of Myron, the Polemarkos, had been smuggled was Torcadino, then held by the same mercenary captain, Dietrich of Tarnburg, of course.
39 121 This evening I had seen a line of mercenaries, perhaps a hundred in all, with some slaves, mostly pack slaves, some eight or ten of them, approaching Brundisium.
39 122 The leader of the mercenaries, and several of them, astride their tharlarion, wore wind scarves, rather like those worn in the Tahari, protecting themselves from the dust of the journey.
39 123 These served, as well, doubtless inadvertently, to conceal their features.
39 124 I would have thought little of the passage of these mercenaries, what with so many hundreds about, here and there, coming and going, had I not recognized the slave at the leader's stirrup, and, indeed, later, one of the beauteous pack slaves.
39 125 As I stood back, with others, off the road, as they passed, the leader, and the others, I was sure, would not recognize me.
39 126 I had made inquiries tonight in Brundisium, of course, to ascertain the whereabouts of these fellows.
The city to which the former Lucilina, the former preferred slave of Myron, the Polemarkos, had been smuggled was Torcadino, then held by the same mercenary captain, Dietrich of Tarnburg, of course. This evening I had seen a line of mercenaries, perhaps a hundred in all, with some slaves, mostly pack slaves, some eight or ten of them, approaching Brundisium. The leader of the mercenaries, and several of them, astride their tharlarion, wore wind scarves, rather like those worn in the Tahari, protecting themselves from the dust of the journey. These served, as well, doubtless inadvertently, to conceal their features. I would have thought little of the passage of these mercenaries, what with so many hundreds about, here and there, coming and going, had I not recognized the slave at the leader's stirrup, and, indeed, later, one of the beauteous pack slaves. As I stood back, with others, off the road, as they passed, the leader, and the others, I was sure, would not recognize me. I had made inquiries tonight in Brundisium, of course, to ascertain the whereabouts of these fellows. - (Vagabonds of Gor)