Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 18 | 406 | I saw that he was not actually an old man, though his hair was white. |
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 18 | 403 | The slumped figure, that of a small man, naked, white-haired, stinking, skeletal, haggard, covered with sores, awakening, cried out in misery, whimpering. |
| 18 | 404 | He crawled to his knees, squinting against the torch, trying to shelter his eyes with manacled clawlike hands from the sudden, fierce, painful blaze of fire that his world must have then been for him. |
| 18 | 405 | "Who are you?" he whispered. |
| 18 | 406 | I saw that he was not actually an old man, though his hair was white. |
| 18 | 407 | One ear had been partly bitten away. |
| 18 | 408 | The white hair was long, white, yellowish. |
| 18 | 409 | "My name is Kuurus," said I, speaking to him from the light of the torch. |
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The slumped figure, that of a small man, naked, white-haired, stinking, skeletal, haggard, covered with sores, awakening, cried out in misery, whimpering.
He crawled to his knees, squinting against the torch, trying to shelter his eyes with manacled clawlike hands from the sudden, fierce, painful blaze of fire that his world must have then been for him.
"Who are you?" he whispered.
I saw that he was not actually an old man, though his hair was white.
One ear had been partly bitten away.
The white hair was long, white, yellowish.
"My name is Kuurus," said I, speaking to him from the light of the torch.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 18)