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

I had left the tarn with the wagons. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #2)
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21 2 I had View more quotes about left">left the tarn with the wagons.

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

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20 161 This, I knew, was the morning on which the wagons moved away from Turia, toward distant Thassa, the Sea.
20 162 Risking arrows, I, followed by Harold, descended to alight among the wagons.
21 1 Kamchak Enters Turia I had now been in the city of Turia some four days, having returned on foot in the guise of a peddler of small jewels.
21 2 I had left the tarn with the wagons.
21 3 I had spent my last tarn disk to buy a couple of handfuls of tiny stones, many of them of little or no value; yet their weight in my pouch gave me some pretext for being in the city.
21 4 I had found Kamchak, as I had been told I would, at the wagon of Kutaituchik, which, drawn up on its hill near the standard of the four bosk horns, had been heaped with what wood was at hand and filled with dry grass.
21 5 The whole was then drenched in fragrant oils, and that dawn of the retreat, Kamchak, by his own hand, hurled the torch into the wagon.
This, I knew, was the morning on which the wagons moved away from Turia, toward distant Thassa, the Sea. Risking arrows, I, followed by Harold, descended to alight among the wagons. Kamchak Enters Turia I had now been in the city of Turia some four days, having returned on foot in the guise of a peddler of small jewels. I had left the tarn with the wagons. I had spent my last tarn disk to buy a couple of handfuls of tiny stones, many of them of little or no value; yet their weight in my pouch gave me some pretext for being in the city. I had found Kamchak, as I had been told I would, at the wagon of Kutaituchik, which, drawn up on its hill near the standard of the four bosk horns, had been heaped with what wood was at hand and filled with dry grass. The whole was then drenched in fragrant oils, and that dawn of the retreat, Kamchak, by his own hand, hurled the torch into the wagon. - (Nomads of Gor)