Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 33 | 167 | They parted, and Vika and I View more quotes about walked">walked between them, and through the ruined gate and palisade which had once encircled the Sardar. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 33 | 164 | "I saw no one emerge from the Sardar," he said. |
| 33 | 165 | The other Initiates regarded us. |
| 33 | 166 | "Nor did I," said several of them. |
| 33 | 167 | They parted, and Vika and I walked between them, and through the ruined gate and palisade which had once encircled the Sardar. |
| 34 | 1 | Men of Ko-ro-ba "My father!" I cried. |
| 34 | 2 | "My father!" I rushed to the arms of Matthew Cabot who, weeping, caught me in his arms and held me as though he might never let me go. |
| 34 | 3 | Once again I saw that strong, lined face, that square jaw, that wild, flowing mane of fiery hair so much like my own, that spare, ready frame, those gray eyes, now rimmed with tears. |
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"I saw no one emerge from the Sardar," he said.
The other Initiates regarded us.
"Nor did I," said several of them.
They parted, and Vika and I walked between them, and through the ruined gate and palisade which had once encircled the Sardar.
Men of Ko-ro-ba "My father!" I cried.
"My father!" I rushed to the arms of Matthew Cabot who, weeping, caught me in his arms and held me as though he might never let me go.
Once again I saw that strong, lined face, that square jaw, that wild, flowing mane of fiery hair so much like my own, that spare, ready frame, those gray eyes, now rimmed with tears.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)