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Book 34. (1 results) Plunder of Gor (Individual Quote)

I did not even know if my master had a Home Stone, and, if so, what Home Stone it might be. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #113)
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16 113 I did not even know if my master had a home stone, and, if so, what home stone it might be.

Book 34. (7 results) Plunder of Gor (Context Quote)

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16 110 Some of his interlocutors had surely taken him for a guest or visitor.
16 111 I did not even know his caste, a matter concerning which Goreans are not likely to be reticent.
16 112 One may be the most easily traced by means of caste, and city, and home stone.
16 113 I did not even know if my master had a home stone, and, if so, what home stone it might be.
16 114 And Ar was a large and populous city, one in which, possibly, one indivi­d­ual might not be known to others, and in which an isolated individ­ual might attract little notice, might even, so to speak, vanish from sight.
16 115 Might not one then, possibly cultivating obscurity, or concerned with secrecy, think of choosing such a concealment? Who, on a beach, would be likely to attend to a single grain of sand? And yet it seemed notice had been taken of such an individual, for those of Ar, following seasons of invasion and occupation, of intrigue and espionage, of treachery and betrayal, of politics, proscriptions, and terror, were more wary than many of those of my former world would have been, of strangers in the streets.
16 116 "We will be best concealed, by being least concealed," said Tullius Quintus.
Some of his interlocutors had surely taken him for a guest or visitor. I did not even know his caste, a matter concerning which Goreans are not likely to be reticent. One may be the most easily traced by means of caste, and city, and home stone. I did not even know if my master had a home stone, and, if so, what home stone it might be. And Ar was a large and populous city, one in which, possibly, one indivi­d­ual might not be known to others, and in which an isolated individ­ual might attract little notice, might even, so to speak, vanish from sight. Might not one then, possibly cultivating obscurity, or concerned with secrecy, think of choosing such a concealment? Who, on a beach, would be likely to attend to a single grain of sand? And yet it seemed notice had been taken of such an individual, for those of Ar, following seasons of invasion and occupation, of intrigue and espionage, of treachery and betrayal, of politics, proscriptions, and terror, were more wary than many of those of my former world would have been, of strangers in the streets. "We will be best concealed, by being least concealed," said Tullius Quintus. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 16)