Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 7 | 283 | I was looking forward to food, and hot paga. |
| 8 | 1 | The Ice; I Hold Converse with a Slave; Rations Grow Short; I Consider the Matter of Seremides The day was dim and cold. |
| 8 | 2 | It must be near noon, but it seemed more like dawn. |
| 8 | 3 | Tor-tu-Gor, Light-upon-the-home-stone, was low, lying almost upon the gray horizon. |
| 8 | 4 | The ship was not moving. |
| 8 | 5 | It was quiet, except for the men below, outside, moving on the ice about us, with their staves, posts, and axes, striking at the ice. |
| 8 | 6 | Even on deck one could hear the crunch of their boots on the ice below, the striking of the posts downward, each handled by two men, on the ice, the sharp crack of the Torvaldslander axes striking on the horizontal, encroaching wall that seemed about to encircle the mighty ship. |
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I was looking forward to food, and hot paga.
The Ice; I Hold Converse with a Slave; Rations Grow Short; I Consider the Matter of Seremides The day was dim and cold.
It must be near noon, but it seemed more like dawn.
Tor-tu-Gor, Light-upon-the-home-stone, was low, lying almost upon the gray horizon.
The ship was not moving.
It was quiet, except for the men below, outside, moving on the ice about us, with their staves, posts, and axes, striking at the ice.
Even on deck one could hear the crunch of their boots on the ice below, the striking of the posts downward, each handled by two men, on the ice, the sharp crack of the Torvaldslander axes striking on the horizontal, encroaching wall that seemed about to encircle the mighty ship.
- (Mariners of Gor, Chapter )