Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 28 | 156 | But in a matter of moments Selius Arconious returned to the camp, wading through the grass; in his right hand was a bloodied sword; in his left hand, dangling, was the massive, bleeding head of Kardok. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 28 | 153 | "No, Master! No, Master!" cried the slave. |
| 28 | 154 | She would have fled after her master, but her arm was seized by the mighty hand of Bosk of Port Kar, and she, small and female, struggling, was held as helplessly as in a vise. |
| 28 | 155 | "Let me go! Let me go!" she screamed. |
| 28 | 156 | But in a matter of moments Selius Arconious returned to the camp, wading through the grass; in his right hand was a bloodied sword; in his left hand, dangling, was the massive, bleeding head of Kardok. |
| 28 | 157 | "Master! Master!" cried the slave, overjoyed. |
| 28 | 158 | "On your knees," said Bosk of Port Kar. |
| 28 | 159 | Then she looked up at him from her knees. |
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"No, Master! No, Master!" cried the slave.
She would have fled after her master, but her arm was seized by the mighty hand of Bosk of Port Kar, and she, small and female, struggling, was held as helplessly as in a vise.
"Let me go! Let me go!" she screamed.
But in a matter of moments Selius Arconious returned to the camp, wading through the grass; in his right hand was a bloodied sword; in his left hand, dangling, was the massive, bleeding head of Kardok.
"Master! Master!" cried the slave, overjoyed.
"On your knees," said Bosk of Port Kar.
Then she looked up at him from her knees.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter 28)