Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 28 | 184 | "He did not even recognize you. |
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Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 28 | 181 | No sooner had View more quotes about kurik">Kurik vanished than I was pulled about by the stick and collar, and hastened, half dragged, back up the street. |
| 28 | 182 | "What a fool," said Tyrtaios, delightedly, contemptuously, tearing the wrapped bandage from his face. |
| 28 | 183 | I tried to keep up with him, half running, he now leading, the stick in his left hand, held behind him. |
| 28 | 184 | "He did not even recognize you. |
| 28 | 185 | My disguise was perfection. |
| 28 | 186 | How could things proceed more smoothly? And consider the absurdity of the name, 'Tenrik', obviously reminiscent of his real name, 'Kurik'! Could he not do better than that? And he alleges to be of Siba, he, of Victoria! Siba is another of the towns on the Vosk, like Victoria. |
| 28 | 187 | Why could he not, at least, have pretended to be from somewhere else, away from the Vosk, Corcyrus, Helmutsport, Besnit, Bazi, Tor, anywhere apart from Victoria? What a fool, a fool!" I fell, weeping, and, by the collar and stick, it turned on my neck, was yanked to my feet. |
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No sooner had Kurik vanished than I was pulled about by the stick and collar, and hastened, half dragged, back up the street.
"What a fool," said Tyrtaios, delightedly, contemptuously, tearing the wrapped bandage from his face.
I tried to keep up with him, half running, he now leading, the stick in his left hand, held behind him.
"He did not even recognize you.
My disguise was perfection.
How could things proceed more smoothly? And consider the absurdity of the name, 'Tenrik', obviously reminiscent of his real name, 'Kurik'! Could he not do better than that? And he alleges to be of Siba, he, of Victoria! Siba is another of the towns on the Vosk, like Victoria.
Why could he not, at least, have pretended to be from somewhere else, away from the Vosk, Corcyrus, Helmutsport, Besnit, Bazi, Tor, anywhere apart from Victoria? What a fool, a fool!" I fell, weeping, and, by the collar and stick, it turned on my neck, was yanked to my feet.
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