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Book 11. (1 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Individual Quote)

There had been a moment of slack and then the lines on the basket had drawn taut. - (Slave Girl of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #876)
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12 876 There had been a View more quotes about moment">moment of slack and then the lines on the basket had drawn taut.

Book 11. (7 results) Slave Girl of Gor (Context Quote)

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12 873 Those of his men followed him.
12 874 Even in the shelter of the basket the torrent of air was frightening.
12 875 If one had stood upon the parapet surely one would have been hurled in its blasts to the courtyard below.
12 876 There had been a moment of slack and then the lines on the basket had drawn taut.
12 877 Our tarnsman drew the basket over the courtyard and, gaining altitude there, then departed the walls of the keep, following the others.
12 878 When the basket dropped from the parapet toward the courtyard we screamed, frightened, but then it swung below the tarn, and we felt ourselves being lifted high into the air, as though toward the moons of Gor themselves.
12 879 I wondered how many slave girls, helpless and bound, a tiny silver leaf dangling from their ear, had been carried by the men of Treve in this basket, and how many more in the future would find themselves its captive.
Those of his men followed him. Even in the shelter of the basket the torrent of air was frightening. If one had stood upon the parapet surely one would have been hurled in its blasts to the courtyard below. There had been a moment of slack and then the lines on the basket had drawn taut. Our tarnsman drew the basket over the courtyard and, gaining altitude there, then departed the walls of the keep, following the others. When the basket dropped from the parapet toward the courtyard we screamed, frightened, but then it swung below the tarn, and we felt ourselves being lifted high into the air, as though toward the moons of Gor themselves. I wondered how many slave girls, helpless and bound, a tiny silver leaf dangling from their ear, had been carried by the men of Treve in this basket, and how many more in the future would find themselves its captive. - (Slave Girl of Gor)