Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 7 | 29 | This could well be dangerous! Why did you not listen to me? What if we should be set upon by brigands?" I hoped that would not happen, as I was not certain I could find my sword. |
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Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 7 | 26 | Even before dawn, when others were having their breakfasts, and later, in the vicinity of dawn, when the other wagons were preparing to leave camp, we had been urged to bestir ourselves. |
| 7 | 27 | "We are alone on the road," said Boabissia. |
| 7 | 28 | "You have deprived us of the safety of numbers. |
| 7 | 29 | This could well be dangerous! Why did you not listen to me? What if we should be set upon by brigands?" I hoped that would not happen, as I was not certain I could find my sword. |
| 7 | 30 | Ah, yes, there it was, somehow in its sheath, over my left shoulder. |
| 7 | 31 | The only problem, then, would be in attempting to dislodge it from its housing. |
| 7 | 32 | "Brigands might only slay you," said Boabissia, "but I am a free woman! I have much more to fear! I might be put in a collar, and made a slave! Like those sluts in the back! You could have thought of me! You never think of me!" How is it, I wondered, that each time I put my food down, my head hurts. |
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Even before dawn, when others were having their breakfasts, and later, in the vicinity of dawn, when the other wagons were preparing to leave camp, we had been urged to bestir ourselves.
"We are alone on the road," said Boabissia.
"You have deprived us of the safety of numbers.
This could well be dangerous! Why did you not listen to me? What if we should be set upon by brigands?" I hoped that would not happen, as I was not certain I could find my sword.
Ah, yes, there it was, somehow in its sheath, over my left shoulder.
The only problem, then, would be in attempting to dislodge it from its housing.
"Brigands might only slay you," said Boabissia, "but I am a free woman! I have much more to fear! I might be put in a collar, and made a slave! Like those sluts in the back! You could have thought of me! You never think of me!" How is it, I wondered, that each time I put my food down, my head hurts.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 7)