Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
10
361
She shook her hair as well as she could, bound to the post.
She shook her hair as well as she could, bound to the post.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #361)
Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
10
358
"There are so many faces".
10
359
The judge unpinned her white and gold veil and then, with a gentle hand, brushed back her hood revealing her long, lovely black hair.
10
360
Aphris of Turia was an incredibly beautiful woman.
10
361
She shook her hair as well as she could, bound to the post.
10
362
"Perhaps now you can remember?" she queried acidly.
10
363
"It's vague," muttered Kamchak, wavering, "I had in mind I think the face of a slave—there was, as I recall, a collar—" "You tharlarion," she said.
10
364
"You sleen!" "What do you think?" asked Kamchak.
"There are so many faces".
The judge unpinned her white and gold veil and then, with a gentle hand, brushed back her hood revealing her long, lovely black hair.
Aphris of Turia was an incredibly beautiful woman.
She shook her hair as well as she could, bound to the post.
"Perhaps now you can remember?" she queried acidly.
"It's vague," muttered Kamchak, wavering, "I had in mind I think the face of a slave—there was, as I recall, a collar—" "You tharlarion," she said.
"You sleen!" "What do you think?" asked Kamchak.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10)