Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 161 | Exhausted, I sat with my back against the tree, my hand never leaving the hilt of my sword. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 158 | After all, what did I expect? That she would thank me for saving her life? She had undoubtedly left me to the tharlarion, rejoicing in the luck of a Ubar's daughter, that her enemies might destroy one another while she escaped with her life. |
| 6 | 159 | I wondered how far she would get in the swamps before another tharlarion caught her scent. |
| 6 | 160 | I called out "Nar!", looking for my spider comrade, but he, like the girl, had disappeared. |
| 6 | 161 | Exhausted, I sat with my back against the tree, my hand never leaving the hilt of my sword. |
| 6 | 162 | Idly, with repulsion, I watched the body of the tharlarion in the swamp. |
| 6 | 163 | As the water lizards had fed, the carcass, lightened, had shifted position, rolling in the water. |
| 6 | 164 | Now, in a matter of minutes, the skeleton was visible, picked almost clean, the bones gleaming except where small lizards skittered about on them, seeking a last particle of flesh. |
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After all, what did I expect? That she would thank me for saving her life? She had undoubtedly left me to the tharlarion, rejoicing in the luck of a Ubar's daughter, that her enemies might destroy one another while she escaped with her life.
I wondered how far she would get in the swamps before another tharlarion caught her scent.
I called out "Nar!", looking for my spider comrade, but he, like the girl, had disappeared.
Exhausted, I sat with my back against the tree, my hand never leaving the hilt of my sword.
Idly, with repulsion, I watched the body of the tharlarion in the swamp.
As the water lizards had fed, the carcass, lightened, had shifted position, rolling in the water.
Now, in a matter of minutes, the skeleton was visible, picked almost clean, the bones gleaming except where small lizards skittered about on them, seeking a last particle of flesh.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 6)