Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 253 | "Master," I wept, "forgive me!" But, looking up from my belly, covered with sand, sand in my hair, I saw no forgiveness in his eyes. |
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Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 250 | I understood, too, now, I thought, why this group was in its present place, screened by the hills from the sight of the other groups. |
| 24 | 251 | I flung myself to my belly in the sand before he whom I most feared, he whose shackle was the last on that chain of fifty strong men. |
| 24 | 252 | I would have crawled to his feet, to press my bloody lips to them, but my ankles were held. |
| 24 | 253 | "Master," I wept, "forgive me!" But, looking up from my belly, covered with sand, sand in my hair, I saw no forgiveness in his eyes. |
| 24 | 254 | At a gesture from him, he who seemed to be their leader, I was drawn to my knees. |
| 24 | 255 | I tried to pull together my tunic, but one of the men pulled it open again, angrily. |
| 24 | 256 | "Let us kill her," said one of the men. |
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I understood, too, now, I thought, why this group was in its present place, screened by the hills from the sight of the other groups.
I flung myself to my belly in the sand before he whom I most feared, he whose shackle was the last on that chain of fifty strong men.
I would have crawled to his feet, to press my bloody lips to them, but my ankles were held.
"Master," I wept, "forgive me!" But, looking up from my belly, covered with sand, sand in my hair, I saw no forgiveness in his eyes.
At a gesture from him, he who seemed to be their leader, I was drawn to my knees.
I tried to pull together my tunic, but one of the men pulled it open again, angrily.
"Let us kill her," said one of the men.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 24)