Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 354 | "Run," he said. |
| 8 | 355 | Elizabeth Cardwell, barefoot, in the larl's pelt, streaked for the black lance in the distance. |
| 8 | 356 | She had perhaps observed the running of Tuka and the Kassar girl, trying to watch and learn, but she was of course utterly inexperienced in this cruel sport of the men of the wagons. |
| 8 | 357 | She had not, for example, timed her counting, for long hours, under the tutelage of a master, against the heartbeat of a kaiila, he keeping the beat but not informing her what it was, until she had called the beat. |
| 8 | 358 | Some girls of the Wagon Peoples in fact, incredible though it seems, are trained exhaustively in the art of evading the bola, and such a girl is worth a great deal to a master, who uses her in wagering. |
| 8 | 359 | One of the best among the wagons I had heard was a Kassar slave, a swift Turian wench whose name was Dina. |
| 8 | 360 | She had run in actual competition more than two hundred times; almost always she managed to interfere with and postpone her return to the circle; and forty times, an incredible feat, she had managed to reach the lance itself. |
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"Run," he said.
Elizabeth Cardwell, barefoot, in the larl's pelt, streaked for the black lance in the distance.
She had perhaps observed the running of Tuka and the Kassar girl, trying to watch and learn, but she was of course utterly inexperienced in this cruel sport of the men of the wagons.
She had not, for example, timed her counting, for long hours, under the tutelage of a master, against the heartbeat of a kaiila, he keeping the beat but not informing her what it was, until she had called the beat.
Some girls of the Wagon Peoples in fact, incredible though it seems, are trained exhaustively in the art of evading the bola, and such a girl is worth a great deal to a master, who uses her in wagering.
One of the best among the wagons I had heard was a Kassar slave, a swift Turian wench whose name was Dina.
She had run in actual competition more than two hundred times; almost always she managed to interfere with and postpone her return to the circle; and forty times, an incredible feat, she had managed to reach the lance itself.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )