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

What good would that information do her? It might make her own bondage seem more cruel, or perhaps fill her with foolish hopes that Kamchak, her master, might someday bestow on her the same beautiful gift of freedom. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #123)
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10 123 What View more quotes about good">good would that information do her? It might make her own bondage seem more cruel, or perhaps fill her with foolish hopes that Kamchak, her master, might someday bestow on her the same beautiful gift of freedom.

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

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10 120 Now she assumed that the disappearance of Dina from the wagon was to be similarly explained.
10 121 She looked at me disbelievingly, shaking her head.
10 122 For my part I did not think it would be a good idea to tell her that I had freed Dina.
10 123 What good would that information do her? It might make her own bondage seem more cruel, or perhaps fill her with foolish hopes that Kamchak, her master, might someday bestow on her the same beautiful gift of freedom.
10 124 I smiled at the thought.
10 125 Kamchak! Free a slave! And, I told myself, even if I myself owned Elizabeth, and not Kamchak, I could not free her—for what would it be to free her? If she approached Turia she would fall slave to the first patrol that leashed and hooded her; if she tried to stay among the wagons, some young warrior, sensing she was undefended and not of the Peoples, would have his chain on her before nightfall.
10 126 And I myself did not intend to stay among the wagons.
Now she assumed that the disappearance of Dina from the wagon was to be similarly explained. She looked at me disbelievingly, shaking her head. For my part I did not think it would be a good idea to tell her that I had freed Dina. What good would that information do her? It might make her own bondage seem more cruel, or perhaps fill her with foolish hopes that Kamchak, her master, might someday bestow on her the same beautiful gift of freedom. I smiled at the thought. Kamchak! Free a slave! And, I told myself, even if I myself owned Elizabeth, and not Kamchak, I could not free her—for what would it be to free her? If she approached Turia she would fall slave to the first patrol that leashed and hooded her; if she tried to stay among the wagons, some young warrior, sensing she was undefended and not of the Peoples, would have his chain on her before nightfall. And I myself did not intend to stay among the wagons. - (Nomads of Gor)