Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 19 | 398 | Such View more quotes about things">things, Ellen gathered, were not permitted by the laws of the Cosian occupation. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 19 | 395 | Portus, taking his concealed tarn goad from its hiding place to one side, behind the loose board, entered the tarn cage in which he had placed the oblong, mysterious package before the arrival of the Cosian soldiers, and retrieved it from under the straw. |
| 19 | 396 | He brought it to the loft area, and put it on the floor, not far from Ellen, and unrolled it. |
| 19 | 397 | Within, clattering out, there were several swords, two war axes, some crossbows, and some wired bundles of short, metal-finned quarrels. |
| 19 | 398 | Such things, Ellen gathered, were not permitted by the laws of the Cosian occupation. |
| 19 | 399 | A tyrant state always attempts to disarm its citizens, invariably on the pretext of doing this for their own good. |
| 19 | 400 | And thus are the necks of men bent to the yoke of the state. |
| 19 | 401 | Fel Doron passed her again, this time carrying supplies from the kitchen, bread, biscuits, dried fruit, a bulging sack of meal, which supplies he placed in a nearby tarn basket. |
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Portus, taking his concealed tarn goad from its hiding place to one side, behind the loose board, entered the tarn cage in which he had placed the oblong, mysterious package before the arrival of the Cosian soldiers, and retrieved it from under the straw.
He brought it to the loft area, and put it on the floor, not far from Ellen, and unrolled it.
Within, clattering out, there were several swords, two war axes, some crossbows, and some wired bundles of short, metal-finned quarrels.
Such things, Ellen gathered, were not permitted by the laws of the Cosian occupation.
A tyrant state always attempts to disarm its citizens, invariably on the pretext of doing this for their own good.
And thus are the necks of men bent to the yoke of the state.
Fel Doron passed her again, this time carrying supplies from the kitchen, bread, biscuits, dried fruit, a bulging sack of meal, which supplies he placed in a nearby tarn basket.
- (Prize of Gor)