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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
25 493 A drunken soldier, carrying a bottle, brushed against us.
25 494 I let her throw up, twice, in the hall.
25 495 Then I pushed her ahead of me, holding her by the arm, stumbling through the straw and slime down the corridor.
25 496 She cried out, miserably, as an urt scurried past, brushing her ankle.
25 497 We looked through one cell door, swung open.
25 498 It led into a large, long, narrow room.
25 499 Against the far wall, chained by the neck, on straw, were more than a hundred slave girls.
A drunken soldier, carrying a bottle, brushed against us. I let her throw up, twice, in the hall. Then I pushed her ahead of me, holding her by the arm, stumbling through the straw and slime down the corridor. She cried out, miserably, as an urt scurried past, brushing her ankle. We looked through one cell door, swung open. It led into a large, long, narrow room. Against the far wall, chained by the neck, on straw, were more than a hundred slave girls. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter )