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

I hoped to be ushered into his presence and then, on the threat of slaying him, secure the golden sphere and a tarn for escape. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #63)
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21 63 I View more quotes about hoped">hoped to be ushered into his presence and then, on the threat of slaying him, secure the golden sphere and a tarn for escape.

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

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21 60 "I have gems and jewels to show the noble Saphrar!" "Approach then the nearer gate!" he called.
21 61 "And state your business".
21 62 I found a rather small gate in the wall, heavily barred, and begged admittance to show my wares to Saphrar.
21 63 I hoped to be ushered into his presence and then, on the threat of slaying him, secure the golden sphere and a tarn for escape.
21 64 To my chagrin I was not admitted into the compound, but my pitiful stock of almost worthless stones was examined outside the gate by a steward in the company of two armed warriors.
21 65 It took him only a few moments to discover the value of the stones and, when he did, with a cry of disgust, he hurled them away from the gate into the dust, and the two warriors, while I pretended fright and pain, belabored me with the hilts of their weapons.
21 66 "Be gone, Fool!" they snarled.
"I have gems and jewels to show the noble Saphrar!" "Approach then the nearer gate!" he called. "And state your business". I found a rather small gate in the wall, heavily barred, and begged admittance to show my wares to Saphrar. I hoped to be ushered into his presence and then, on the threat of slaying him, secure the golden sphere and a tarn for escape. To my chagrin I was not admitted into the compound, but my pitiful stock of almost worthless stones was examined outside the gate by a steward in the company of two armed warriors. It took him only a few moments to discover the value of the stones and, when he did, with a cry of disgust, he hurled them away from the gate into the dust, and the two warriors, while I pretended fright and pain, belabored me with the hilts of their weapons. "Be gone, Fool!" they snarled. - (Nomads of Gor)