Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 27 | Had I been given permission to speak? Too, is it not said that curiosity is not becoming in a kajira? When we began to move we began our climb to higher levels of the house, and this continued so, for some Ehn. |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 8 | 24 | "What is happening, Masters?" I asked, in the coffle, back-braceleted, unable to see, for the hood. |
| 8 | 25 | My question received in response only the sharp sting of a switch on my right shoulder. |
| 8 | 26 | I realized, then, as I should have before, that I should be silent. |
| 8 | 27 | Had I been given permission to speak? Too, is it not said that curiosity is not becoming in a kajira? When we began to move we began our climb to higher levels of the house, and this continued so, for some Ehn. |
| 8 | 28 | I heard us pass through some four gates, and, from the sound of it, from the weight on the hinges, two heavy portals, and then, after the second portal, the last, I suddenly felt the fresh air, and wind, of what must be the streets, and I sensed the warmth of the sun, Tor-tu-Gor, on my body. |
| 8 | 29 | We were out of the house! "Surely you know what you are doing here," an instructress once said to me. |
| 8 | 30 | "Mistress?" I had said. |
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"What is happening, Masters?" I asked, in the coffle, back-braceleted, unable to see, for the hood.
My question received in response only the sharp sting of a switch on my right shoulder.
I realized, then, as I should have before, that I should be silent.
Had I been given permission to speak? Too, is it not said that curiosity is not becoming in a kajira? When we began to move we began our climb to higher levels of the house, and this continued so, for some Ehn.
I heard us pass through some four gates, and, from the sound of it, from the weight on the hinges, two heavy portals, and then, after the second portal, the last, I suddenly felt the fresh air, and wind, of what must be the streets, and I sensed the warmth of the sun, Tor-tu-Gor, on my body.
We were out of the house! "Surely you know what you are doing here," an instructress once said to me.
"Mistress?" I had said.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 8)