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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
21 71 "Why are you carrying a sword beneath your robe?" he asked.
21 72 I knew the voice.
21 73 It was that of Kamras of Turia, Champion of the City, whom Kamchak had so sorely bested in the games of Love War.
21 74 I lunged forward seizing him by the legs and upended him in the dust and then leaped to my feet and ran, the hood flying off behind me.
21 75 I heard him cry.
21 76 "Stop that man! Stop him! I know him! He is Tarl Cabot of Ko-ro-ba! Stop him!" I stumbled in the long robe of the merchant and cursed and leaped up and ran again.
21 77 The bolt of a crossbow splattered into a brick wall on my right, gouging a cupful of masonry loose in chips and dust.
"Why are you carrying a sword beneath your robe?" he asked. I knew the voice. It was that of Kamras of Turia, Champion of the City, whom Kamchak had so sorely bested in the games of Love War. I lunged forward seizing him by the legs and upended him in the dust and then leaped to my feet and ran, the hood flying off behind me. I heard him cry. "Stop that man! Stop him! I know him! He is Tarl Cabot of Ko-ro-ba! Stop him!" I stumbled in the long robe of the merchant and cursed and leaped up and ran again. The bolt of a crossbow splattered into a brick wall on my right, gouging a cupful of masonry loose in chips and dust. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )