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| 3 | 47 | "Tal," I said, View more quotes about lifting">lifting my right arm, palm inward, in a common Gorean greeting. |
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| 3 | 44 | He wore the short, tattered sleeveless robe of his trade, with its leather back and shoulders. |
| 3 | 45 | His feet were bare, and black to the ankles. |
| 3 | 46 | I stepped into the road before him. |
| 3 | 47 | "Tal," I said, lifting my right arm, palm inward, in a common Gorean greeting. |
| 3 | 48 | The shaggy creature, broad, powerful, monstrous in the proud deformation of his craft, stood before me, his feet planted firmly on the road. |
| 3 | 49 | His head lifted. |
| 3 | 50 | Its wide, narrow eyes, pale like water, regarded me through the brush of hair that almost concealed them. |