Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 21 | 73 | It was that of Kamras of Turia, Champion of the City, whom Kamchak had so sorely bested in the games of Love War. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 21 | 70 | "Mercy, Master," I whined. |
| 21 | 71 | "Why are you carrying a sword beneath your robe?" he asked. |
| 21 | 72 | I knew the voice. |
| 21 | 73 | It was that of Kamras of Turia, Champion of the City, whom Kamchak had so sorely bested in the games of Love War. |
| 21 | 74 | I lunged forward seizing him by the legs and upended him in the dust and then leaped to my feet and ran, the hood flying off behind me. |
| 21 | 75 | I heard him cry. |
| 21 | 76 | "Stop that man! Stop him! I know him! He is Tarl Cabot of Ko-ro-ba! Stop him!" I stumbled in the long robe of the merchant and cursed and leaped up and ran again. |
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"Mercy, Master," I whined.
"Why are you carrying a sword beneath your robe?" he asked.
I knew the voice.
It was that of Kamras of Turia, Champion of the City, whom Kamchak had so sorely bested in the games of Love War.
I lunged forward seizing him by the legs and upended him in the dust and then leaped to my feet and ran, the hood flying off behind me.
I heard him cry.
"Stop that man! Stop him! I know him! He is Tarl Cabot of Ko-ro-ba! Stop him!" I stumbled in the long robe of the merchant and cursed and leaped up and ran again.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 21)