Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 29 | 78 | Had not ice been noted in the Alexandra? One thinks of panther girls much farther south, perhaps in the basin and environs of the Laurius, not the Alexandra. |
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Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 29 | 75 | Rather, I longed for my place in nature. |
| 29 | 76 | On my former world I had feared it would be denied to me. |
| 29 | 77 | Why were panther Women, or panther girls, so different, so hostile to men, and to themselves? Did they hate a womanhood which they lacked, or doubted they possessed? Was this a matter of pride of some sort, of striving to realize some sort of an unusual image? Why had they fled to the wilds, to forsake civilization, and men, and live as savages, as beasts? Were they trying to be men? Did they fear the cry of their heart, the piteous, insistent pleading of their blood? But I did not understand how there could be panther girls this far north, certainly not in the autumn, with winter looming. |
| 29 | 78 | Had not ice been noted in the Alexandra? One thinks of panther girls much farther south, perhaps in the basin and environs of the Laurius, not the Alexandra. |
| 29 | 79 | Their presence here was certainly anomalous. |
| 29 | 80 | What were they doing here? The small caravan had passed, and I backed away, a step, would turn, and would resume my flight, moving to the north, and then, again, follow the Alexandra west. |
| 29 | 81 | "Oh!" I cried, in pain. |
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Rather, I longed for my place in nature.
On my former world I had feared it would be denied to me.
Why were panther Women, or panther girls, so different, so hostile to men, and to themselves? Did they hate a womanhood which they lacked, or doubted they possessed? Was this a matter of pride of some sort, of striving to realize some sort of an unusual image? Why had they fled to the wilds, to forsake civilization, and men, and live as savages, as beasts? Were they trying to be men? Did they fear the cry of their heart, the piteous, insistent pleading of their blood? But I did not understand how there could be panther girls this far north, certainly not in the autumn, with winter looming.
Had not ice been noted in the Alexandra? One thinks of panther girls much farther south, perhaps in the basin and environs of the Laurius, not the Alexandra.
Their presence here was certainly anomalous.
What were they doing here? The small caravan had passed, and I backed away, a step, would turn, and would resume my flight, moving to the north, and then, again, follow the Alexandra west.
"Oh!" I cried, in pain.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 29)