Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
6
68
She bent over my left shoulder woodenly, her body stiff.
6
69
"wine, Master?" she asked.
6
70
"She-sleen," hissed Ho-Tu.
6
71
"How is it that you first serve wine to a strange man at the table of your master?" "Forgive Lana," said she, tears springing to her eyes.
6
72
"You belong in the iron pens," said Ho-Tu.
6
73
"He frightens me," she wept.
6
74
"He is of the black caste".
She bent over my left shoulder woodenly, her body stiff.
"wine, Master?" she asked.
"She-sleen," hissed Ho-Tu.
"How is it that you first serve wine to a strange man at the table of your master?" "Forgive Lana," said she, tears springing to her eyes.
"You belong in the iron pens," said Ho-Tu.
"He frightens me," she wept.
"He is of the black caste".
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter )