Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
3
266
The door was swung open.
3
267
"To the ships," he cried.
3
268
"Hurry, my pretties," he laughed, striking the slender blond girl, and others of them, sharply with the palm of his hand.
3
269
His men, too, the girls between them, pushed through the door.
3
270
"They are coming out here!" cried a voice, a man in the crowd of the poor, a peasant, turning about, seeing us.
3
271
But many of those in the crowd were clasping loved ones, and friends, as they escaped from the other door.
3
272
Swiftly, down the dirt street to the wharves from the temple, striding, but not running, moved Ivar Forkbeard with his men, and his loot, both that of female flesh and gold.
The door was swung open.
"To the ships," he cried.
"Hurry, my pretties," he laughed, striking the slender blond girl, and others of them, sharply with the palm of his hand.
His men, too, the girls between them, pushed through the door.
"They are coming out here!" cried a voice, a man in the crowd of the poor, a peasant, turning about, seeing us.
But many of those in the crowd were clasping loved ones, and friends, as they escaped from the other door.
Swiftly, down the dirt street to the wharves from the temple, striding, but not running, moved Ivar Forkbeard with his men, and his loot, both that of female flesh and gold.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )