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Book 6. (1 results) Raiders of Gor (Individual Quote)

Samos survived, and I, and the boy, Fish, and the three girls, and, beyond these, other than the dancer, Sandra, who had remained below, only five men, three who had come to my holding with Samos, and two of my own, one a simple mercenary, one who had once been a slave. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #552)
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18 552 Samos survived, and I, and the boy, Fish, and the three girls, and, beyond these, other than the dancer, Sandra, who had remained below, only five men, three who had come to my holding with Samos, and two of my own, one a simple mercenary, one who had once been a slave.

Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)

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18 549 We heard the trumpet of retreat, and killed six as they tried to escape back over the wall.
18 550 We, panting, bloody, looked about ourselves.
18 551 "The next attack," said Samos, indifferently, "will be the last".
18 552 Samos survived, and I, and the boy, Fish, and the three girls, and, beyond these, other than the dancer, Sandra, who had remained below, only five men, three who had come to my holding with Samos, and two of my own, one a simple mercenary, one who had once been a slave.
18 553 I looked out over the delta.
18 554 We heard, behind walls, within the holding, the marshaling of men, the click of arms.
18 555 It would not, this time, be a long wait.
We heard the trumpet of retreat, and killed six as they tried to escape back over the wall. We, panting, bloody, looked about ourselves. "The next attack," said Samos, indifferently, "will be the last". Samos survived, and I, and the boy, Fish, and the three girls, and, beyond these, other than the dancer, Sandra, who had remained below, only five men, three who had come to my holding with Samos, and two of my own, one a simple mercenary, one who had once been a slave. I looked out over the delta. We heard, behind walls, within the holding, the marshaling of men, the click of arms. It would not, this time, be a long wait. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 18)