Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 22 | 573 | "Might not another slave, a swifter slave, a more beautiful slave, better accomplish this errand, Master?" she inquired. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 22 | 570 | "Leave the pitcher, stupid girl!" he called. |
| 22 | 571 | Confused, frightened, she put the pitcher on the bench near the vat, where others already reposed. |
| 22 | 572 | She suddenly fled to Callimachus, the vintner, the vat master, and fell to her knees before him. |
| 22 | 573 | "Might not another slave, a swifter slave, a more beautiful slave, better accomplish this errand, Master?" she inquired. |
| 22 | 574 | Ellen was not eager to leave the fires of the festival camp. |
| 22 | 575 | "I have already sent Louise," he said. |
| 22 | 576 | "She is not yet back!" "Perhaps she will return soon, Master," said Ellen. |
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"Leave the pitcher, stupid girl!" he called.
Confused, frightened, she put the pitcher on the bench near the vat, where others already reposed.
She suddenly fled to Callimachus, the vintner, the vat master, and fell to her knees before him.
"Might not another slave, a swifter slave, a more beautiful slave, better accomplish this errand, Master?" she inquired.
Ellen was not eager to leave the fires of the festival camp.
"I have already sent Louise," he said.
"She is not yet back!" "Perhaps she will return soon, Master," said Ellen.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 22)