Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 21 | 90 | Was this some accident? Had I been View more quotes about mistaken">mistaken for someone else? Who would wish to attack me? Who would wish to kill me, and why, I, a helpless slave? What had I done? Was this some terrible mistake? Was I, unknown to myself, involved in intrigues, plots, or schemes about which I knew nothing? Was I thought to be a cog or principal in some enterprise far beyond my ken? As I saw no one about, and could discern no sign of danger, I sprang to my feet and began to retrace my steps, to return to the Golden Chain, but I had hardly taken a step when I saw, approaching on the same walkway on which I found myself, an unmistakable figure, large and menacing, hobbling, moving toward me. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 21 | 87 | I would later learn it was a familiar article of war, a metal bird of death, the quarrel of a crossbow. |
| 21 | 88 | I half rose, looking about. |
| 21 | 89 | I saw no assailant. |
| 21 | 90 | Was this some accident? Had I been mistaken for someone else? Who would wish to attack me? Who would wish to kill me, and why, I, a helpless slave? What had I done? Was this some terrible mistake? Was I, unknown to myself, involved in intrigues, plots, or schemes about which I knew nothing? Was I thought to be a cog or principal in some enterprise far beyond my ken? As I saw no one about, and could discern no sign of danger, I sprang to my feet and began to retrace my steps, to return to the Golden Chain, but I had hardly taken a step when I saw, approaching on the same walkway on which I found myself, an unmistakable figure, large and menacing, hobbling, moving toward me. |
| 21 | 91 | Had he followed me from the Golden Chain? Had he been waiting for the missile to strike me, that he might be the first to reach the body, perhaps to examine it for messages? Was it a mere happenstance that he was on the walkway? Surely he would not know me, not from long ago, in Brundisium. |
| 21 | 92 | He was moving quickly, for his handicap. |
| 21 | 93 | I had no immediate fear of him, as I could move far more swiftly than he, supporting half his weight on that stout crutch or staff. |
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I would later learn it was a familiar article of war, a metal bird of death, the quarrel of a crossbow.
I half rose, looking about.
I saw no assailant.
Was this some accident? Had I been mistaken for someone else? Who would wish to attack me? Who would wish to kill me, and why, I, a helpless slave? What had I done? Was this some terrible mistake? Was I, unknown to myself, involved in intrigues, plots, or schemes about which I knew nothing? Was I thought to be a cog or principal in some enterprise far beyond my ken? As I saw no one about, and could discern no sign of danger, I sprang to my feet and began to retrace my steps, to return to the Golden Chain, but I had hardly taken a step when I saw, approaching on the same walkway on which I found myself, an unmistakable figure, large and menacing, hobbling, moving toward me.
Had he followed me from the Golden Chain? Had he been waiting for the missile to strike me, that he might be the first to reach the body, perhaps to examine it for messages? Was it a mere happenstance that he was on the walkway? Surely he would not know me, not from long ago, in Brundisium.
He was moving quickly, for his handicap.
I had no immediate fear of him, as I could move far more swiftly than he, supporting half his weight on that stout crutch or staff.
- (Quarry of Gor)