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Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)

Perhaps the most extraordinary thing Ute did, to my mind, was, with sticks, a flat piece of wood and some binding fiber, make a small fire drill. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #175)
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13 175 View more quotes about perhaps">Perhaps the most extraordinary thing Ute did, to my mind, was, with sticks, a flat piece of wood and some binding fiber, make a small fire drill.

Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 172 But I was less eager to sample the small amphibians she caught in her hands or the fat, green insects she scooped from the inside of logs and from under overturned rocks.
13 173 "They can be eaten," she said.
13 174 I, however, contented myself with nuts and fruits, and roots, and water creatures which resembled those with which I was familiar, and, of course, the flesh of small birds and animals.
13 175 Perhaps the most extraordinary thing Ute did, to my mind, was, with sticks, a flat piece of wood and some binding fiber, make a small fire drill.
13 176 How pleased I was when I saw the small, pointed stick whirling in its wooden pit, and saw the dried flakes of leaves suddenly redden and flash into a tiny flame, which we then fed with leaves and twigs, until it would burn sticks.
13 177 Over tiny fires, using rock-sharpened, green sticks, we roasted our catches.
13 178 We had seen no other human beings since our escape.
But I was less eager to sample the small amphibians she caught in her hands or the fat, green insects she scooped from the inside of logs and from under overturned rocks. "They can be eaten," she said. I, however, contented myself with nuts and fruits, and roots, and water creatures which resembled those with which I was familiar, and, of course, the flesh of small birds and animals. Perhaps the most extraordinary thing Ute did, to my mind, was, with sticks, a flat piece of wood and some binding fiber, make a small fire drill. How pleased I was when I saw the small, pointed stick whirling in its wooden pit, and saw the dried flakes of leaves suddenly redden and flash into a tiny flame, which we then fed with leaves and twigs, until it would burn sticks. Over tiny fires, using rock-sharpened, green sticks, we roasted our catches. We had seen no other human beings since our escape. - (Captive of Gor)