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Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)

* * * * I was readying myself to return to the shop of Epicrates, with the two buckets, freshly filled, when I became aware of a shouting about, and I saw several citizens hurrying to join a cluster of others, gathered near the double doorway of an insula on Clive, not more than a hundred paces from the fountain. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #121)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
12 121 * * * * I was readying myself to return to the shop of Epicrates, with the two buckets, freshly filled, when I became aware of a shouting about, and I saw several citizens hurrying to join a cluster of others, gathered near the double doorway of an insula on Clive, not more than a hundred paces from the fountain.

Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)

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12 118 "They must eat," she said, "and sometimes, it seems, they want blood".
12 119 At that moment we heard a movement, above us, as of a large body turning about, moving, on the roof.
12 120 "Ah," said the Lady Bina, pleasantly, "Lord Grendel has returned".
12 121 * * * * I was readying myself to return to the shop of Epicrates, with the two buckets, freshly filled, when I became aware of a shouting about, and I saw several citizens hurrying to join a cluster of others, gathered near the double doorway of an insula on Clive, not more than a hundred paces from the fountain.
12 122 I saw a slave rushing past, hurrying away from the insula.
12 123 "What is going on?" I cried.
12 124 "A body!" she cried.
"They must eat," she said, "and sometimes, it seems, they want blood". At that moment we heard a movement, above us, as of a large body turning about, moving, on the roof. "Ah," said the Lady Bina, pleasantly, "Lord Grendel has returned". * * * * I was readying myself to return to the shop of Epicrates, with the two buckets, freshly filled, when I became aware of a shouting about, and I saw several citizens hurrying to join a cluster of others, gathered near the double doorway of an insula on Clive, not more than a hundred paces from the fountain. I saw a slave rushing past, hurrying away from the insula. "What is going on?" I cried. "A body!" she cried. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 12)