Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 238 | The tarsk are gone, but sometimes a bit of feed remains, fallen between the cracks, or missed by the animals, having been trampled into the mud. |
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Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 235 | We used to use the produce of that garden for tarsk feed". |
| 2 | 236 | "They are fine roots," I said, "and splendid suls". |
| 2 | 237 | "We even hunt for tarsk troughs," she said, wearily, "and dig in the cold dirt of the pens. |
| 2 | 238 | The tarsk are gone, but sometimes a bit of feed remains, fallen between the cracks, or missed by the animals, having been trampled into the mud. |
| 2 | 239 | There are many tricks we learn in these days". |
| 2 | 240 | "I do not want to take your food," I said. |
| 2 | 241 | "Would you shame me?" she asked. |
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We used to use the produce of that garden for tarsk feed".
"They are fine roots," I said, "and splendid suls".
"We even hunt for tarsk troughs," she said, wearily, "and dig in the cold dirt of the pens.
The tarsk are gone, but sometimes a bit of feed remains, fallen between the cracks, or missed by the animals, having been trampled into the mud.
There are many tricks we learn in these days".
"I do not want to take your food," I said.
"Would you shame me?" she asked.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 2)