Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 320 | They would View more quotes about probably">probably bring their captors in the neighborhood of a copper tarsk apiece. |
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Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 317 | Doubtless she was destined for the collar. |
| 3 | 318 | Near the pawing feet of the leader's tharlarion, in their tunics of white wool, there stood two stout peasant lads, bound, heavy sticks thrust before their elbows and behind their backs, their arms bound to these at the back, their wrists, a rope across their bellies, held back, tied at their sides. |
| 3 | 319 | They would be recruits for some captain, requiring to fill gaps in his ranks. |
| 3 | 320 | They would probably bring their captors in the neighborhood of a copper tarsk apiece. |
| 3 | 321 | The fellows on the tharlarion looked down at the wagons and then moved down the hill and forward. |
| 3 | 322 | Two or three women, I now saw, coming over the hill, had apparently been following them, probably on foot from some village. |
| 3 | 323 | One of the fellows, shouting angrily, turned his tharlarion about and, waving his lance, urging it up the slope toward them, charged them. |
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Doubtless she was destined for the collar.
Near the pawing feet of the leader's tharlarion, in their tunics of white wool, there stood two stout peasant lads, bound, heavy sticks thrust before their elbows and behind their backs, their arms bound to these at the back, their wrists, a rope across their bellies, held back, tied at their sides.
They would be recruits for some captain, requiring to fill gaps in his ranks.
They would probably bring their captors in the neighborhood of a copper tarsk apiece.
The fellows on the tharlarion looked down at the wagons and then moved down the hill and forward.
Two or three women, I now saw, coming over the hill, had apparently been following them, probably on foot from some village.
One of the fellows, shouting angrily, turned his tharlarion about and, waving his lance, urging it up the slope toward them, charged them.
- (Mercenaries of Gor)