Book 19. (1 results) Kajira of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 5 | 238 | "Does View more quotes about lady">Lady Sheila wish me to assess her naked in her quarters?" he asked. |
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Book 19. (7 results) Kajira of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 5 | 235 | I remembered the sight of the silver tarsk from Argentum, in the hand of Miles of Argentum, and the way it had looked, on the soft carpeting of the dais, on one of the broad steps leading up to the throne. |
| 5 | 236 | "Do you think," I asked, lightly, "that I might bring a silver tarsk in a slave market?" "It would be difficult to say, without assessing Lady Sheila naked," he said. |
| 5 | 237 | "Oh," I said. |
| 5 | 238 | "Does Lady Sheila wish me to assess her naked in her quarters?" he asked. |
| 5 | 239 | "No," I said. |
| 5 | 240 | "No, of course not!" We continued to walk along the carpeted, ornamented corridors toward my quarters. |
| 5 | 241 | "But, from what you know of me," I said, "do you think that I might bring a silver tarsk?" "As a Tatrix," he asked, "or only as another woman in the market, another mere female, up for vending, one about whom there is nothing politically or socially special, one who, like most others, will be priced and sold only on her own merits?" "Like that," I said, "one whose price is determined merely by what she is, and nothing else". |
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I remembered the sight of the silver tarsk from Argentum, in the hand of Miles of Argentum, and the way it had looked, on the soft carpeting of the dais, on one of the broad steps leading up to the throne.
"Do you think," I asked, lightly, "that I might bring a silver tarsk in a slave market?" "It would be difficult to say, without assessing Lady Sheila naked," he said.
"Oh," I said.
"Does Lady Sheila wish me to assess her naked in her quarters?" he asked.
"No," I said.
"No, of course not!" We continued to walk along the carpeted, ornamented corridors toward my quarters.
"But, from what you know of me," I said, "do you think that I might bring a silver tarsk?" "As a Tatrix," he asked, "or only as another woman in the market, another mere female, up for vending, one about whom there is nothing politically or socially special, one who, like most others, will be priced and sold only on her own merits?" "Like that," I said, "one whose price is determined merely by what she is, and nothing else".
- (Kajira of Gor)