Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 50 | When one keeps to the left side of the road, one's sword arm faces the passing stranger. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 9 | 47 | Who would risk his goods in a situation of chaos? When we did pass an occasional traveler, we passed warily. |
| 9 | 48 | On Gor, as in my native England, one keeps to the left side of the road. |
| 9 | 49 | This practice, as once in England, is more than a simple matter of convention. |
| 9 | 50 | When one keeps to the left side of the road, one's sword arm faces the passing stranger. |
| 9 | 51 | It seemed we had little to fear, and we had passed several of the pasang stones that line the side of the highway without seeing anything more threatening than a line of peasants carrying brushwood on their backs, and a pair of hurrying Initiates. |
| 9 | 52 | Once, however, Talena dragged me to the side of the road, and, scarcely able to conceal our horror, we watched while a sufferer from the incurable Dar-Kosis disease, bent in his yellow shrouds, hobbled by, periodically clacking that wooden device which warns all within hearing to stand clear from his path. |
| 9 | 53 | "An Afflicted One," said Talena, gravely, using the expression common for such plagued wretches on Gor. |
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Who would risk his goods in a situation of chaos? When we did pass an occasional traveler, we passed warily.
On Gor, as in my native England, one keeps to the left side of the road.
This practice, as once in England, is more than a simple matter of convention.
When one keeps to the left side of the road, one's sword arm faces the passing stranger.
It seemed we had little to fear, and we had passed several of the pasang stones that line the side of the highway without seeing anything more threatening than a line of peasants carrying brushwood on their backs, and a pair of hurrying Initiates.
Once, however, Talena dragged me to the side of the road, and, scarcely able to conceal our horror, we watched while a sufferer from the incurable Dar-Kosis disease, bent in his yellow shrouds, hobbled by, periodically clacking that wooden device which warns all within hearing to stand clear from his path.
"An Afflicted One," said Talena, gravely, using the expression common for such plagued wretches on Gor.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 9)