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Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)

These swellings, hard, round and smooth, seemed to lie just beneath the skin and to be roughly the size of one's fist. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 23, Sentence #38)
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23 38 These swellings, View more quotes about hard">hard, round and smooth, seemed to lie just beneath the skin and to be roughly the size of one's fist.

Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)

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23 35 I found nothing that could have caused her death unless perhaps a small puncture on her left side, through which some poison might have been injected.
23 36 There were, however, though I could not conceive of how they could have killed her, five large round swellings on her body.
23 37 These extended in a line along her left side, reaching from the interior of her left thigh to her waist to a few inches below her shoulder.
23 38 These swellings, hard, round and smooth, seemed to lie just beneath the skin and to be roughly the size of one's fist.
23 39 I supposed they might have been some unusual physiological reaction to the poison which I conjectured had been injected into her system through the small, livid puncture, also on her left side.
23 40 I wiped the back of my forearm across my eyes.
23 41 There was nothing I could do for her now, save perhaps hunt for the Golden Beetle.
I found nothing that could have caused her death unless perhaps a small puncture on her left side, through which some poison might have been injected. There were, however, though I could not conceive of how they could have killed her, five large round swellings on her body. These extended in a line along her left side, reaching from the interior of her left thigh to her waist to a few inches below her shoulder. These swellings, hard, round and smooth, seemed to lie just beneath the skin and to be roughly the size of one's fist. I supposed they might have been some unusual physiological reaction to the poison which I conjectured had been injected into her system through the small, livid puncture, also on her left side. I wiped the back of my forearm across my eyes. There was nothing I could do for her now, save perhaps hunt for the Golden Beetle. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)