Book 23. (1 results) Renegades of Gor (Individual Quote)
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I wondered if the driver had actually been carrying a homestone or if his assertion had been merely a trick to discourage predation.
I wondered if the driver had actually been carrying a Home Stone or if his assertion had been merely a trick to discourage predation.
- (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #396)
Book 23. (7 results) Renegades of Gor (Context Quote)
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Few men will knowingly interfere with the progress of such a person, let alone threaten or attack them.
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394
Warning them that he carried a homestone indicated that the driver suspected their intentions.
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395
It had been that announcement, too, which had encouraged me to enter into the matter.
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396
I wondered if the driver had actually been carrying a homestone or if his assertion had been merely a trick to discourage predation.
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397
At any rate the driver and his fellow were now better off than they had been.
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398
They had an extra tharlarion, three extra purses and three fellows, hurrying behind them, naked and bound, ropes on their necks, whom they could now sell to the master of a work chain, perhaps for as much as a silver tarsk apiece.
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399
Hopefully, if the driver and his fellow wanted to get the brigands to such a master, they would have them hooded by the time it grew light.
Few men will knowingly interfere with the progress of such a person, let alone threaten or attack them.
Warning them that he carried a home stone indicated that the driver suspected their intentions.
It had been that announcement, too, which had encouraged me to enter into the matter.
I wondered if the driver had actually been carrying a home stone or if his assertion had been merely a trick to discourage predation.
At any rate the driver and his fellow were now better off than they had been.
They had an extra tharlarion, three extra purses and three fellows, hurrying behind them, naked and bound, ropes on their necks, whom they could now sell to the master of a work chain, perhaps for as much as a silver tarsk apiece.
Hopefully, if the driver and his fellow wanted to get the brigands to such a master, they would have them hooded by the time it grew light.
- (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 1)