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Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)

The dagger sprang free from the sheath and there was a cry of wonder from Archon, and the others. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #90)
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13 90 The dagger sprang free from the sheath and there was a cry of wonder from archon, and the others.

Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 87 Cabot then gestured to archon to approach, and he held the hilt in his right hand, placing his five fingers in five of the six depressions in the hilt, and took archon's hand and placed one of his fingers on the sixth depression.
13 88 The touch, thought Cabot, cannot be a simple grasp, but it must be nearly so, to be such as could be applied with a moment's notice.
13 89 He then pressed his own fingers and the finger of archon into the depressions swiftly, twice.
13 90 The dagger sprang free from the sheath and there was a cry of wonder from archon, and the others.
13 91 Cabot then held aloft the Kur blade, nice inches in length, tapered, grooved to allow slippage and a path for blood, and wickedly sharp.
13 92 Cabot looked about himself.
13 93 The men about put their weapons to the ground, the weapons facing away from him, as though he might be ringed with points arranged to defend him, or to be directed by him.
Cabot then gestured to archon to approach, and he held the hilt in his right hand, placing his five fingers in five of the six depressions in the hilt, and took archon's hand and placed one of his fingers on the sixth depression. The touch, thought Cabot, cannot be a simple grasp, but it must be nearly so, to be such as could be applied with a moment's notice. He then pressed his own fingers and the finger of archon into the depressions swiftly, twice. The dagger sprang free from the sheath and there was a cry of wonder from archon, and the others. Cabot then held aloft the Kur blade, nice inches in length, tapered, grooved to allow slippage and a path for blood, and wickedly sharp. Cabot looked about himself. The men about put their weapons to the ground, the weapons facing away from him, as though he might be ringed with points arranged to defend him, or to be directed by him. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 13)