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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

Do not continue to offend his sight!" Eve obediently, crouched over, shamed, hurried to join us, her head down, the fur about her muzzle wet with tears. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 53, Sentence #208)
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53 208 Do not View more quotes about continue">continue to offend his sight!" Eve obediently, crouched over, shamed, hurried to join us, her head down, the fur about her muzzle wet with tears.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

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53 205 Why should she not? Was she not beautiful, and had not Surtak, high Kur, been willing to spend the untold amount of ten tarns of gold, and of double weight, a sum that might ransom a Ubar's daughter, for her return? Lord Grendel, angrily, disgustedly, motioned that Eve should join our group.
53 206 "Hurry, loathsome creature," he snarled, "bring your sorry self here, taking it from the view of a high Kur, the noble Surtak, servitor of mighty Lord Agamemnon.
53 207 Hurry.
53 208 Do not continue to offend his sight!" Eve obediently, crouched over, shamed, hurried to join us, her head down, the fur about her muzzle wet with tears.
53 209 Paula seemed stricken that Eve should be so addressed, with such cruelty.
53 210 I myself did not understand the apparent contempt and hostility with which Lord Grendel apparently saw fit to abuse Eve, who, surely, was not responsible for what she was, for the failure or negligence of some scientists or technicians on some remote steel world.
53 211 Indeed, earlier I had thought he had found her at least tolerable.
Why should she not? Was she not beautiful, and had not Surtak, high Kur, been willing to spend the untold amount of ten tarns of gold, and of double weight, a sum that might ransom a Ubar's daughter, for her return? Lord Grendel, angrily, disgustedly, motioned that Eve should join our group. "Hurry, loathsome creature," he snarled, "bring your sorry self here, taking it from the view of a high Kur, the noble Surtak, servitor of mighty Lord Agamemnon. Hurry. Do not continue to offend his sight!" Eve obediently, crouched over, shamed, hurried to join us, her head down, the fur about her muzzle wet with tears. Paula seemed stricken that Eve should be so addressed, with such cruelty. I myself did not understand the apparent contempt and hostility with which Lord Grendel apparently saw fit to abuse Eve, who, surely, was not responsible for what she was, for the failure or negligence of some scientists or technicians on some remote steel world. Indeed, earlier I had thought he had found her at least tolerable. - (Plunder of Gor)