Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 10 | 1115 | I was within fifty paces of one of the lower entryways, a back entryway, to Six Bridges when, to my dismay, I saw my two nemeses, one emerging from a doorway to the left, the other from a doorway to my right. |
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Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 10 | 1112 | It seldom went out while Tor-tu-Gor reigned amongst the towers. |
| 10 | 1113 | Had he been with me I would have had little doubt but what the laundry slaves of the Lady Daphne would have kept their distance, if not have fled altogether back to her house. |
| 10 | 1114 | Men sometimes became embroiled, as mercenaries, in the disputes between the laundering houses, but the routine policing of territories was generally entrusted to slaves. |
| 10 | 1115 | I was within fifty paces of one of the lower entryways, a back entryway, to Six Bridges when, to my dismay, I saw my two nemeses, one emerging from a doorway to the left, the other from a doorway to my right. |
| 10 | 1116 | I had little doubt they had been waiting there, watching, for me to come close enough to surprise. |
| 10 | 1117 | Carrying the laundry, a rectangular bulk of it, steadying it on my head with two hands, I could not well have turned about and fled. |
| 10 | 1118 | They were too close. |
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It seldom went out while Tor-tu-Gor reigned amongst the towers.
Had he been with me I would have had little doubt but what the laundry slaves of the Lady Daphne would have kept their distance, if not have fled altogether back to her house.
Men sometimes became embroiled, as mercenaries, in the disputes between the laundering houses, but the routine policing of territories was generally entrusted to slaves.
I was within fifty paces of one of the lower entryways, a back entryway, to Six Bridges when, to my dismay, I saw my two nemeses, one emerging from a doorway to the left, the other from a doorway to my right.
I had little doubt they had been waiting there, watching, for me to come close enough to surprise.
Carrying the laundry, a rectangular bulk of it, steadying it on my head with two hands, I could not well have turned about and fled.
They were too close.
- (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 10)