Book 20. (1 results) Players of Gor (Individual Quote)
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16
30
"Ho, varlets, craven churls, away!" cried lanky Petrucchio, drawing his great wooden sword from the preposterous sheath which dragged behind him.
"Ho, varlets, craven churls, away!" cried lanky Petrucchio, drawing his great wooden sword from the preposterous sheath which dragged behind him.
- (Players of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #30)
Book 20. (7 results) Players of Gor (Context Quote)
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16
27
One often associates them with the terraces of Cos, but they are grown, of course, in many other places, as well.
16
28
I thrust it in my mouth.
16
29
Then I gave my attention to the performance in progress between the tables, on a small, raised platform.
16
30
"Ho, varlets, craven churls, away!" cried lanky Petrucchio, drawing his great wooden sword from the preposterous sheath which dragged behind him.
16
31
This took some time.
16
32
"Away, away!" I say, he kept repeating, and at last had managed, bit by bit, yank by yank, to free the sword.
16
33
He now waved it about, menacingly, seemingly almost as though it might decapitate anyone within a range of several feet.
One often associates them with the terraces of Cos, but they are grown, of course, in many other places, as well.
I thrust it in my mouth.
Then I gave my attention to the performance in progress between the tables, on a small, raised platform.
"Ho, varlets, craven churls, away!" cried lanky Petrucchio, drawing his great wooden sword from the preposterous sheath which dragged behind him.
This took some time.
"Away, away!" I say, he kept repeating, and at last had managed, bit by bit, yank by yank, to free the sword.
He now waved it about, menacingly, seemingly almost as though it might decapitate anyone within a range of several feet.
- (Players of Gor, Chapter 16)