Book 8. (1 results) Hunters of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
15
630
I looked at her, standing in the clearing, the bit of silk at her ankles, beautiful in the light of the three moons.
I looked at her, standing in the clearing, the bit of silk at her ankles, beautiful in the light of the three moons.
- (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #630)
Book 8. (7 results) Hunters of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
15
627
I examined her, candidly.
15
628
"I congratulate the slavers on their taste," I said.
15
629
"Thank you," she whispered.
15
630
I looked at her, standing in the clearing, the bit of silk at her ankles, beautiful in the light of the three moons.
15
631
She was now frightened.
15
632
"I am glad," I told her, "that the slavers brought you to Gor".
15
633
"Why?" she asked.
I examined her, candidly.
"I congratulate the slavers on their taste," I said.
"Thank you," she whispered.
I looked at her, standing in the clearing, the bit of silk at her ankles, beautiful in the light of the three moons.
She was now frightened.
"I am glad," I told her, "that the slavers brought you to Gor".
"Why?" she asked.
- (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 15)