Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Also I knew many of the Tuchuks were familiar with my perhaps too-red hair and might, seeing it, generously refrain from firing on its owner.
Also I knew many of the Tuchuks were familiar with my perhaps too-red hair and might, seeing it, generously refrain from firing on its owner.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #15)
Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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22
12
Harold, after the Tuchuks had entered the city, insisted on squiring the young woman home whom he had encountered under the wagon, and, for good measure, the wine vendor and potter as well.
22
13
I accompanied him, stopping only long enough to rip away most of the upper portions of the baker's tunic and rinse the dye from my hair in a street fountain.
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14
I had no wish to be brought down with a Tuchuk arrow in the streets as a Turian civilian.
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15
Also I knew many of the Tuchuks were familiar with my perhaps too-red hair and might, seeing it, generously refrain from firing on its owner.
22
16
It seemed to me that for once my hair might actually prove useful, a turnabout I contemplated with pleasure.
22
17
Do not take me wrong—I am rather fond, on the whole, of my hair—it is merely that one must, to be objective about such matters, recognize that it has, from time to time, involved me in various difficulties—beginning about my fourth year.
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Now, however, it might not hurt at all to be promptly and accurately identified by means of it.
Harold, after the Tuchuks had entered the city, insisted on squiring the young woman home whom he had encountered under the wagon, and, for good measure, the wine vendor and potter as well.
I accompanied him, stopping only long enough to rip away most of the upper portions of the baker's tunic and rinse the dye from my hair in a street fountain.
I had no wish to be brought down with a Tuchuk arrow in the streets as a Turian civilian.
Also I knew many of the Tuchuks were familiar with my perhaps too-red hair and might, seeing it, generously refrain from firing on its owner.
It seemed to me that for once my hair might actually prove useful, a turnabout I contemplated with pleasure.
Do not take me wrong—I am rather fond, on the whole, of my hair—it is merely that one must, to be objective about such matters, recognize that it has, from time to time, involved me in various difficulties—beginning about my fourth year.
Now, however, it might not hurt at all to be promptly and accurately identified by means of it.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 22)