Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 42 | 99 | "Do not let your bodies rot for months on impaling spears, raised on the walls of the city, a warning to others, a testimony to the displeasure of the Men of Port Kar!" Amongst these voices I recognized that of Florian, and perhaps of Miles, and surely others. |
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Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 42 | 96 | "Save yourselves while you can!" "You were betrayed!" "There are no crowded pens of slaves here!" "You were tricked!" "Do not die for the whim of another!" "Escape! Escape while you can!" "The way to the parapet is clear!" "The road to safety will soon be closed!" "Hear the bars!" "Beware the ire of the men of Port Kar! Expect no mercy. |
| 42 | 97 | It is not their way. |
| 42 | 98 | Flee! Flee while there is still time". |
| 42 | 99 | "Do not let your bodies rot for months on impaling spears, raised on the walls of the city, a warning to others, a testimony to the displeasure of the Men of Port Kar!" Amongst these voices I recognized that of Florian, and perhaps of Miles, and surely others. |
| 42 | 100 | "Stop! Stop!" cried Pa-Kur. |
| 42 | 101 | "Rally, rally! Attack, attack!" But I gathered that Pa-Kur, buffeted and ignored, surrounded by frantic, desperate, running men, soon found himself deserted in the corridor. |
| 42 | 102 | Addison Steele, Florian, Miles, and others, in their donned red scarves, blending in with the intruders, had strewn disorder and discord, confusion and terror, amongst the cohorts of mighty Pa-Kur. |
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"Save yourselves while you can!" "You were betrayed!" "There are no crowded pens of slaves here!" "You were tricked!" "Do not die for the whim of another!" "Escape! Escape while you can!" "The way to the parapet is clear!" "The road to safety will soon be closed!" "Hear the bars!" "Beware the ire of the men of Port Kar! Expect no mercy.
It is not their way.
Flee! Flee while there is still time".
"Do not let your bodies rot for months on impaling spears, raised on the walls of the city, a warning to others, a testimony to the displeasure of the Men of Port Kar!" Amongst these voices I recognized that of Florian, and perhaps of Miles, and surely others.
"Stop! Stop!" cried Pa-Kur.
"Rally, rally! Attack, attack!" But I gathered that Pa-Kur, buffeted and ignored, surrounded by frantic, desperate, running men, soon found himself deserted in the corridor.
Addison Steele, Florian, Miles, and others, in their donned red scarves, blending in with the intruders, had strewn disorder and discord, confusion and terror, amongst the cohorts of mighty Pa-Kur.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 42)