Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 5 | 74 | "Stand aside, you fool!" cried a girl's voice, and, to my astonishment, astride the saddle of the monster I espied a girl, young, astonishingly beautiful, vital, angry, pulling at the control straps of the animal. |
| 5 | 75 | She was not as the other women of the Wagon peoples I had seen, the dour, thin women with braided hair, bending over the cooking pots. |
| 5 | 76 | She wore a brief leather skirt, slit on the right side to allow her the saddle of the kaiila; her leather blouse was sleeveless; attached to her shoulders was a crimson cape; and her wild black hair was bound back by a band of scarlet cloth. |
| 5 | 77 | Like the other women of the Wagons she wore no veil and, like them, fixed in her nose was the tiny, fine ring that proclaimed her people. |
| 5 | 78 | Her skin was a light brown and her eyes, dark and fiery, were insolent, charged, and sparkling. |
| 5 | 79 | "What fool is this?" she demanded of Kamchak. |
| 5 | 80 | "No fool," said Kamchak, "but Tarl Cabot, a warrior, one who has held in his hands with me grass and earth". |
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"Stand aside, you fool!" cried a girl's voice, and, to my astonishment, astride the saddle of the monster I espied a girl, young, astonishingly beautiful, vital, angry, pulling at the control straps of the animal.
She was not as the other women of the Wagon peoples I had seen, the dour, thin women with braided hair, bending over the cooking pots.
She wore a brief leather skirt, slit on the right side to allow her the saddle of the kaiila; her leather blouse was sleeveless; attached to her shoulders was a crimson cape; and her wild black hair was bound back by a band of scarlet cloth.
Like the other women of the Wagons she wore no veil and, like them, fixed in her nose was the tiny, fine ring that proclaimed her people.
Her skin was a light brown and her eyes, dark and fiery, were insolent, charged, and sparkling.
"What fool is this?" she demanded of Kamchak.
"No fool," said Kamchak, "but Tarl Cabot, a warrior, one who has held in his hands with me grass and earth".
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )