Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
15
143
"You will be slain in Turia," said Harold, finishing his meat and wiping his mouth in tuchuk fashion on the back of his right sleeve.
"You will be slain in Turia," said Harold, finishing his meat and wiping his mouth in Tuchuk fashion on the back of his right sleeve.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #143)
Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
15
140
The wagon over his head was not his wagon.
15
141
There was no kaiila tethered at hand.
15
142
As far as I could gather Harold had little more than the clothes on his back, a boskhide robe, his weapons and his supper.
15
143
"You will be slain in Turia," said Harold, finishing his meat and wiping his mouth in tuchuk fashion on the back of his right sleeve.
15
144
"Perhaps," I admitted.
15
145
"You do not even know how to enter the city," he said.
15
146
"That is true," I admitted.
The wagon over his head was not his wagon.
There was no kaiila tethered at hand.
As far as I could gather Harold had little more than the clothes on his back, a boskhide robe, his weapons and his supper.
"You will be slain in Turia," said Harold, finishing his meat and wiping his mouth in tuchuk fashion on the back of his right sleeve.
"Perhaps," I admitted.
"You do not even know how to enter the city," he said.
"That is true," I admitted.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 15)