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Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
2 296 I had returned late to the compartment.
2 297 Miss Blake-Allen, head to the floor, knelt when I entered.
2 298 In the cafes I had feasted well.
2 299 I had had verr meat, cut in chunks and threaded on a metal rod, with slices of peppers and larma, and roasted; vulo stew with raisins, nuts, onions and honey; a kort with melted cheese and nutmeg; hot Bazi tea, sugared, and, later, Turian wine.
2 300 I did not forget the slave, of course.
2 301 Crusts of bread did I throw to the boards before her.
2 302 It was slave bread, rough and coarse-grained.
I had returned late to the compartment. Miss Blake-Allen, head to the floor, knelt when I entered. In the cafes I had feasted well. I had had verr meat, cut in chunks and threaded on a metal rod, with slices of peppers and larma, and roasted; vulo stew with raisins, nuts, onions and honey; a kort with melted cheese and nutmeg; hot Bazi tea, sugared, and, later, Turian wine. I did not forget the slave, of course. Crusts of bread did I throw to the boards before her. It was slave bread, rough and coarse-grained. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter )