Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 8 | 18 | Whereas there is status in the capture of a free woman, there is less risk in the capture of a slave; the pursuit is never pressed as determinedly in their cases, and one does not have to imperil one's life for a girl who might, once the Robes of Concealment have been cast off, turn out to have the face of an urt and the temper of a sleen. |
| 8 | 19 | Perhaps I was most startled on the silent streets of Tharna by the free women. |
| 8 | 20 | They walked in this city unattended, with an imperious step, the men of Tharna moving to let them pass—in such a way that they never touched. |
| 8 | 21 | Each of these women wore resplendent Robes of Concealment, rich in color and workmanship, standing out among the drab garments of the men, but instead of the veil common with such robes the features of each were hidden behind a mask of silver. |
| 8 | 22 | The masks were of identical design, each formed in the semblance of a beautiful, but cold face. |
| 8 | 23 | Some of these masks had turned to gaze upon me as I passed, my scarlet warrior's tunic having caught their eye. |
| 8 | 24 | It made me uneasy to be the object of their gaze, to be confronted by those passionless, glittering silver masks. |
 |
Whereas there is status in the capture of a free woman, there is less risk in the capture of a slave; the pursuit is never pressed as determinedly in their cases, and one does not have to imperil one's life for a girl who might, once the Robes of Concealment have been cast off, turn out to have the face of an urt and the temper of a sleen.
Perhaps I was most startled on the silent streets of Tharna by the free women.
They walked in this city unattended, with an imperious step, the men of Tharna moving to let them pass—in such a way that they never touched.
Each of these women wore resplendent Robes of Concealment, rich in color and workmanship, standing out among the drab garments of the men, but instead of the veil common with such robes the features of each were hidden behind a mask of silver.
The masks were of identical design, each formed in the semblance of a beautiful, but cold face.
Some of these masks had turned to gaze upon me as I passed, my scarlet warrior's tunic having caught their eye.
It made me uneasy to be the object of their gaze, to be confronted by those passionless, glittering silver masks.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )