Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 3 | 98 | The face of the Paravaci, rich with its terrible furrowed scars, contorted with rage. |
| 3 | 99 | He tore the necklace from his throat and flung it to my feet. |
| 3 | 100 | "Regard the worth of those stones!" he cried. |
| 3 | 101 | I fished the necklace from the dust with the point of my spear and regarded it in the sun. |
| 3 | 102 | It hung like a belt of light, sparkling with a spectrum of riches beyond the dreams of a hundred merchants. |
| 3 | 103 | "Excellent," I admitted, handing it back to him on the tip of the spear. |
| 3 | 104 | Angrily he wound it about the pommel of the saddle. |
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The face of the Paravaci, rich with its terrible furrowed scars, contorted with rage.
He tore the necklace from his throat and flung it to my feet.
"Regard the worth of those stones!" he cried.
I fished the necklace from the dust with the point of my spear and regarded it in the sun.
It hung like a belt of light, sparkling with a spectrum of riches beyond the dreams of a hundred merchants.
"Excellent," I admitted, handing it back to him on the tip of the spear.
Angrily he wound it about the pommel of the saddle.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )