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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

The face of the Paravaci, rich with its terrible furrowed scars, contorted with rage. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #98)
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3 98 The View more quotes about face">face of the Paravaci, rich with its terrible furrowed scars, contorted with rage.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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3 95 "Slay me!" he laughed.
3 96 I looked at him steadily.
3 97 "They are probably false stones," I said, "amber droplets, the pearls of the Vosk sorp, the polished shell of the Tamber clam, glass colored and cut in Ar for trade with ignorant southern peoples".
3 98 The face of the Paravaci, rich with its terrible furrowed scars, contorted with rage.
3 99 He tore the necklace from his throat and flung it to my feet.
3 100 "Regard the worth of those stones!" he cried.
3 101 I fished the necklace from the dust with the point of my spear and regarded it in the sun.
"Slay me!" he laughed. I looked at him steadily. "They are probably false stones," I said, "amber droplets, the pearls of the Vosk sorp, the polished shell of the Tamber clam, glass colored and cut in Ar for trade with ignorant southern peoples". The face of the Paravaci, rich with its terrible furrowed scars, contorted with rage. He tore the necklace from his throat and flung it to my feet. "Regard the worth of those stones!" he cried. I fished the necklace from the dust with the point of my spear and regarded it in the sun. - (Nomads of Gor)