Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
13
174
I, however, contented myself with nuts and fruits, and roots, and water creatures which resembled those with which I was familiar, and, of course, the flesh of small birds and animals.
I, however, contented myself with nuts and fruits, and roots, and water creatures which resembled those with which I was familiar, and, of course, the flesh of small birds and animals.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #174)
Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
13
171
I relished the roots she taught me to dig for.
13
172
But I was less eager to sample the small amphibians she caught in her hands or the fat, green insects she scooped from the inside of logs and from under overturned rocks.
13
173
"They can be eaten," she said.
13
174
I, however, contented myself with nuts and fruits, and roots, and water creatures which resembled those with which I was familiar, and, of course, the flesh of small birds and animals.
13
175
Perhaps the most extraordinary thing Ute did, to my mind, was, with sticks, a flat piece of wood and some binding fiber, make a small fire drill.
13
176
How pleased I was when I saw the small, pointed stick whirling in its wooden pit, and saw the dried flakes of leaves suddenly redden and flash into a tiny flame, which we then fed with leaves and twigs, until it would burn sticks.
13
177
Over tiny fires, using rock-sharpened, green sticks, we roasted our catches.
I relished the roots she taught me to dig for.
But I was less eager to sample the small amphibians she caught in her hands or the fat, green insects she scooped from the inside of logs and from under overturned rocks.
"They can be eaten," she said.
I, however, contented myself with nuts and fruits, and roots, and water creatures which resembled those with which I was familiar, and, of course, the flesh of small birds and animals.
Perhaps the most extraordinary thing Ute did, to my mind, was, with sticks, a flat piece of wood and some binding fiber, make a small fire drill.
How pleased I was when I saw the small, pointed stick whirling in its wooden pit, and saw the dried flakes of leaves suddenly redden and flash into a tiny flame, which we then fed with leaves and twigs, until it would burn sticks.
Over tiny fires, using rock-sharpened, green sticks, we roasted our catches.
- (Captive of Gor, Chapter 13)