Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 19 | 363 | "Would such not be pleased to be served his paga by such as these? Would he not care to see them dance for him? Would the sight of them, eager, lips lifted, in the shadows of a tavern's alcoves, not soothe his weary eyes aching from the sun and salt of gleaming thassa?" The crowd roared with laughter. |
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 19 | 360 | "Five hundred and thirty-five!" called the Slaver from Tyros. |
| 19 | 361 | The auctioneer turned then to the box of Samos, First Slaver of Port Kar. |
| 19 | 362 | "Does noble Samos, First Slaver of Port Kar, jewel and mistress of the sea, not care to express interest in these unworthy wenches? Would they not cheer the heart of a seaman returned from long at sea?" There was laughter from the crowd. |
| 19 | 363 | "Would such not be pleased to be served his paga by such as these? Would he not care to see them dance for him? Would the sight of them, eager, lips lifted, in the shadows of a tavern's alcoves, not soothe his weary eyes aching from the sun and salt of gleaming thassa?" The crowd roared with laughter. |
| 19 | 364 | But Samos did not speak. |
| 19 | 365 | His eyes revealed no expression. |
| 19 | 366 | "Would they not be a fitting gift for the palace of the very Ubar of Port Kar, beautiful jewel and mistress of gleaming thassa?" The crowd was silent. |
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"Five hundred and thirty-five!" called the Slaver from Tyros.
The auctioneer turned then to the box of Samos, First Slaver of Port Kar.
"Does noble Samos, First Slaver of Port Kar, jewel and mistress of the sea, not care to express interest in these unworthy wenches? Would they not cheer the heart of a seaman returned from long at sea?" There was laughter from the crowd.
"Would such not be pleased to be served his paga by such as these? Would he not care to see them dance for him? Would the sight of them, eager, lips lifted, in the shadows of a tavern's alcoves, not soothe his weary eyes aching from the sun and salt of gleaming thassa?" The crowd roared with laughter.
But Samos did not speak.
His eyes revealed no expression.
"Would they not be a fitting gift for the palace of the very Ubar of Port Kar, beautiful jewel and mistress of gleaming thassa?" The crowd was silent.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 19)