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Book 26. (7 results) Witness of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
19 269 How odd, I thought, that it should supposedly be they who had the ear of the mighty and mysterious priest-kings.
19 270 If there were priest-kings, I wondered if they knew about the caste of Initiates.
19 271 Perhaps they would regard them as a joke.
19 272 Why would the priest-kings, I wondered, if they really required intermediaries, and were unable to deal directly with men, and, indeed, if there was any point in them dealing with men at all, have chosen to achieve this end with so eccentric and improbable a caste? Why would they not have chosen some other caste, say, the metal workers or the leather workers, as intermediaries? Those castes, at least, seemed to be populated with men.
19 273 The leather workers were excellent at piercing our ears, for example, the metal workers at fitting shackles to fair limbs.
19 274 Kneeling, partly bent over, I watched this procession wend its slow, solemn way, bells ringing, incense smoking, in front of the crowd.
19 275 It went to the end of the docking area and then turned about, and made its way back, before the crowd, but between the tarns and raiders on one side and the captives, on the other.
How odd, I thought, that it should supposedly be they who had the ear of the mighty and mysterious priest-kings. If there were priest-kings, I wondered if they knew about the caste of Initiates. Perhaps they would regard them as a joke. Why would the priest-kings, I wondered, if they really required intermediaries, and were unable to deal directly with men, and, indeed, if there was any point in them dealing with men at all, have chosen to achieve this end with so eccentric and improbable a caste? Why would they not have chosen some other caste, say, the metal workers or the leather workers, as intermediaries? Those castes, at least, seemed to be populated with men. The leather workers were excellent at piercing our ears, for example, the metal workers at fitting shackles to fair limbs. Kneeling, partly bent over, I watched this procession wend its slow, solemn way, bells ringing, incense smoking, in front of the crowd. It went to the end of the docking area and then turned about, and made its way back, before the crowd, but between the tarns and raiders on one side and the captives, on the other. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter )