Book 32. (1 results) Smugglers of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 43 | 1212 | Genserich spun about, startled, twisting to the side, Donna screaming, and the blade of the flung javelin, a flash of steel, tore through the collar of his tunic, leaving a tatter of cloth and a line of blood between his neck and shoulder, and lodged twenty paces beyond, quivering in a small Tur tree at the camp's edge. |
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Book 32. (7 results) Smugglers of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 43 | 1209 | "Where is Rorton?" he asked. |
| 43 | 1210 | "I do not know," I said, looking about. |
| 43 | 1211 | "Beware!" screamed Axel. |
| 43 | 1212 | Genserich spun about, startled, twisting to the side, Donna screaming, and the blade of the flung javelin, a flash of steel, tore through the collar of his tunic, leaving a tatter of cloth and a line of blood between his neck and shoulder, and lodged twenty paces beyond, quivering in a small Tur tree at the camp's edge. |
| 43 | 1213 | "Kill!" cried Axel to Homines, pointing toward Rorton. |
| 43 | 1214 | "No!" Rorton cried, and turned about, slipping, to run. |
| 43 | 1215 | Rorton had run no more than five steps before the weight of Tiomines struck against him and sent him rolling down the slope toward the shore. |
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"Where is Rorton?" he asked.
"I do not know," I said, looking about.
"Beware!" screamed Axel.
Genserich spun about, startled, twisting to the side, Donna screaming, and the blade of the flung javelin, a flash of steel, tore through the collar of his tunic, leaving a tatter of cloth and a line of blood between his neck and shoulder, and lodged twenty paces beyond, quivering in a small Tur tree at the camp's edge.
"Kill!" cried Axel to Homines, pointing toward Rorton.
"No!" Rorton cried, and turned about, slipping, to run.
Rorton had run no more than five steps before the weight of Tiomines struck against him and sent him rolling down the slope toward the shore.
- (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 43)