Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 100 | "View more quotes about regard">Regard the worth of those stones!" he cried. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 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. |
| 3 | 102 | It hung like a belt of light, sparkling with a spectrum of riches beyond the dreams of a hundred merchants. |
| 3 | 103 | "Excellent," I admitted, handing it back to him on the tip of the spear. |
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"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.
It hung like a belt of light, sparkling with a spectrum of riches beyond the dreams of a hundred merchants.
"Excellent," I admitted, handing it back to him on the tip of the spear.
- (Nomads of Gor)