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Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
13 315 We had seen no more torches, following us in the night.
13 316 We had again escaped.
13 317 Swinging the loop of binding fiber, I walked along the trail.
13 318 There were small birds about, and I saw a scurrying brush urt, flowers, even a lovely, yellowish tabuk fawn.
13 319 I crossed two tiny streams.
13 320 Suddenly I stopped, terrified.
13 321 I heard the sound of a man's voice.
We had seen no more torches, following us in the night. We had again escaped. Swinging the loop of binding fiber, I walked along the trail. There were small birds about, and I saw a scurrying brush urt, flowers, even a lovely, yellowish tabuk fawn. I crossed two tiny streams. Suddenly I stopped, terrified. I heard the sound of a man's voice. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter )