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Book 8. (1 results) Hunters of Gor (Individual Quote)

He did not lift his eyes from the board. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #169)
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1 169 He did not View more quotes about lift">lift his eyes from the board.

Book 8. (7 results) Hunters of Gor (Context Quote)

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1 166 Would she refuse the gold, the gems, the silks and silvers, and spilling coins, the choice wines, the servants and slaves, the security of the house of Bosk for the lonely freedoms and silences of the salt marshes of the Vosk's vast delta? Did she expect me to hasten after her, piteously begging her return, while Talena, once my companion, lay chained slave in the cruel green forests of the north! Her trick would not work! Let her stay in the marshes until she had had her pretty fill, and then let her crawl whimpering back to the portals of the house of Bosk, whining and scratching like a tiny domestic sleen for admittance, to be taken back! But I knew Telima would not come back.
1 167 I wept.
1 168 "What are you going to do?" asked Samos.
1 169 He did not lift his eyes from the board.
1 170 "In the morning," I said, "I leave for the northern forests".
1 171 "Tersites," said Samos, not looking up, "builds a ship, fit to sail beyond the world's end".
1 172 "I no longer serve Priest-Kings," I said.
Would she refuse the gold, the gems, the silks and silvers, and spilling coins, the choice wines, the servants and slaves, the security of the house of Bosk for the lonely freedoms and silences of the salt marshes of the Vosk's vast delta? Did she expect me to hasten after her, piteously begging her return, while Talena, once my companion, lay chained slave in the cruel green forests of the north! Her trick would not work! Let her stay in the marshes until she had had her pretty fill, and then let her crawl whimpering back to the portals of the house of Bosk, whining and scratching like a tiny domestic sleen for admittance, to be taken back! But I knew Telima would not come back. I wept. "What are you going to do?" asked Samos. He did not lift his eyes from the board. "In the morning," I said, "I leave for the northern forests". "Tersites," said Samos, not looking up, "builds a ship, fit to sail beyond the world's end". "I no longer serve Priest-Kings," I said. - (Hunters of Gor)