"To you?" "Not to one of my caste, surely," said Peisistratus.
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"I see".
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A whispering sentence of notes emanated from the kalika, and the dancer rose gracefully to her feet, her knees flexed, her head still bowed, her hands at her thighs.
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"If you accept the offer," said Peisistratus, "the medallion of a world's Ubar might be yours, power, hundreds of cities, rivers of wealth, innumerable pleasure gardens, exquisitely stocked with game and slaves".
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"Who but a fool could refuse such an offer?" said Cabot.
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"Indeed," agreed Peisistratus.
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"But suppose one did refuse such an offer?" "I would not care to be he," said Peisistratus.
"To you?" "Not to one of my caste, surely," said Peisistratus.
"I see".
A whispering sentence of notes emanated from the kalika, and the dancer rose gracefully to her feet, her knees flexed, her head still bowed, her hands at her thighs.
"If you accept the offer," said Peisistratus, "the medallion of a world's Ubar might be yours, power, hundreds of cities, rivers of wealth, innumerable pleasure gardens, exquisitely stocked with game and slaves".
"Who but a fool could refuse such an offer?" said Cabot.
"Indeed," agreed Peisistratus.
"But suppose one did refuse such an offer?" "I would not care to be he," said Peisistratus.
- (Kur of Gor, Chapter )