Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
9
148
I would not dare to speak to a free person, but I hurried to a tower slave in the crowd, trying to learn what had happened.
I would not dare to speak to a free person, but I hurried to a tower slave in the crowd, trying to learn what had happened.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #148)
Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
9
145
I had, some days ago, when out of the gambling house on an errand, barefoot, in my short, purple tunic, with its lettering on the back, seen a seemingly free woman, in lovely robes and veils, seized and stripped by guardsmen.
9
146
Normally, when there is doubt as to the status or condition of a woman she is given to free women, who may then, with respect to her modesty should she be free, examine her body, for a possible collar, or brand.
9
147
This one, however, was simply disrobed, bound hand and foot, and put in a wagon, for delivery to a market praetor, who would see to her return to her master, or, that failing, to her lashing, fugitive branding, and resale.
9
148
I would not dare to speak to a free person, but I hurried to a tower slave in the crowd, trying to learn what had happened.
9
149
The tower slave, however, would not demean herself by responding to the inquiry of a "half-naked, gambling-house girl".
9
150
A laundress, however, fresh from the troughs and bearing her bundle, looked at me, frightened, and said, "slave Gorean".
9
151
"I see," I had said.
I had, some days ago, when out of the gambling house on an errand, barefoot, in my short, purple tunic, with its lettering on the back, seen a seemingly free woman, in lovely robes and veils, seized and stripped by guardsmen.
Normally, when there is doubt as to the status or condition of a woman she is given to free women, who may then, with respect to her modesty should she be free, examine her body, for a possible collar, or brand.
This one, however, was simply disrobed, bound hand and foot, and put in a wagon, for delivery to a market praetor, who would see to her return to her master, or, that failing, to her lashing, fugitive branding, and resale.
I would not dare to speak to a free person, but I hurried to a tower slave in the crowd, trying to learn what had happened.
The tower slave, however, would not demean herself by responding to the inquiry of a "half-naked, gambling-house girl".
A laundress, however, fresh from the troughs and bearing her bundle, looked at me, frightened, and said, "slave Gorean".
"I see," I had said.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 9)