Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 5 | 138 | And though her face was stained with the tears of her recent terror and her hair and robes were disarranged, she was beautiful, perhaps the more so because of her distress, which had at least shattered the icy aloofness with which she had originally regarded me. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 5 | 135 | Again she turned away, going to the far wall. |
| 5 | 136 | "Long ago," she said, "when I first came to the Sardar and found the Hall of Priest-Kings, I was a young and foolish girl. |
| 5 | 137 | I thought that the Priest-Kings possessed great wealth and that I, with my beauty—" she turned and looked at me and threw back her head—"for I am beautiful, am I not?" I looked at her. |
| 5 | 138 | And though her face was stained with the tears of her recent terror and her hair and robes were disarranged, she was beautiful, perhaps the more so because of her distress, which had at least shattered the icy aloofness with which she had originally regarded me. |
| 5 | 139 | I knew that she now feared me, but for what reason I was uncertain. |
| 5 | 140 | It had something to do with the door, with her fear that I might force her from the room. |
| 5 | 141 | "Yes," I said to her, "you are beautiful". |
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Again she turned away, going to the far wall.
"Long ago," she said, "when I first came to the Sardar and found the Hall of Priest-Kings, I was a young and foolish girl.
I thought that the Priest-Kings possessed great wealth and that I, with my beauty—" she turned and looked at me and threw back her head—"for I am beautiful, am I not?" I looked at her.
And though her face was stained with the tears of her recent terror and her hair and robes were disarranged, she was beautiful, perhaps the more so because of her distress, which had at least shattered the icy aloofness with which she had originally regarded me.
I knew that she now feared me, but for what reason I was uncertain.
It had something to do with the door, with her fear that I might force her from the room.
"Yes," I said to her, "you are beautiful".
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 5)