Though I was of the caste of warriors and he of peasants, and I armed and he carrying naught but a crude tool, I would not dispute his passage.
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One does not lightly dispute the passage of one who carries his Home Stone.
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Seeing that I meant him no harm, he paused and lifted an arm, like a stick in a torn sleeve, and pointed backward.
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"They're coming," he said.
He circled me, widely.
"Beware," he said, "I carry a Home Stone".
I stood back and made no move to draw my weapon.
Though I was of the caste of warriors and he of peasants, and I armed and he carrying naught but a crude tool, I would not dispute his passage.
One does not lightly dispute the passage of one who carries his Home Stone.
Seeing that I meant him no harm, he paused and lifted an arm, like a stick in a torn sleeve, and pointed backward.
"They're coming," he said.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )