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

Then there was a horrified cry as one rope was cut and the flooring of the bridge suddenly pitched, throwing several of the guardsmen to the ground below. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #73)
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20 73 Then there was a horrified cry as one View more quotes about rope">rope was cut and the flooring of the bridge suddenly pitched, throwing several of the guardsmen to the ground below.

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

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20 70 "Here—take her!" "Very well," said the guard.
20 71 I then heard a sudden, sharp crack, as of a fist meeting bone.
20 72 The bridge began to rock and sag on its ropes and several men from the building began to thunder across towards me.
20 73 Then there was a horrified cry as one rope was cut and the flooring of the bridge suddenly pitched, throwing several of the guardsmen to the ground below.
20 74 A quarrel now struck the flooring of the tower at my feet and skidded into the building.
20 75 I struck again and the other rope burst from my stroke and the bridge swung rapidly back against the wall of the building opposite with a clatter of sticks and cries, knocking the remaining, clinging guardsmen from it, dropping them like wood senseless to the foot of the wall.
20 76 I leaped inside the door of the keep and swung it shut.
"Here—take her!" "Very well," said the guard. I then heard a sudden, sharp crack, as of a fist meeting bone. The bridge began to rock and sag on its ropes and several men from the building began to thunder across towards me. Then there was a horrified cry as one rope was cut and the flooring of the bridge suddenly pitched, throwing several of the guardsmen to the ground below. A quarrel now struck the flooring of the tower at my feet and skidded into the building. I struck again and the other rope burst from my stroke and the bridge swung rapidly back against the wall of the building opposite with a clatter of sticks and cries, knocking the remaining, clinging guardsmen from it, dropping them like wood senseless to the foot of the wall. I leaped inside the door of the keep and swung it shut. - (Nomads of Gor)