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

It would be at least another hour before I was ready to take wing for the Sardar, with the egg of Priest-Kings safe in the saddle pack of my tarn. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 28, Sentence #6)
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28 6 It would be at View more quotes about least">least another hour before I was ready to take wing for the Sardar, with the egg of Priest-Kings safe in the saddle pack of my tarn.

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

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28 3 "Why?" I had asked.
28 4 "Because," she had said, "masters do not much care to interfere in the squabbles of slaves".
28 5 I shrugged.
28 6 It would be at least another hour before I was ready to take wing for the Sardar, with the egg of Priest-Kings safe in the saddle pack of my tarn.
28 7 There were several people gathered about, near the wagon of Kamchak, among them Tuka's master, and the girl herself.
28 8 I recalled how cruel she had been to Elizabeth in the long months she had been with the Tuchuks, and how she had tormented her even when she was helpless in the cage of a sleen, mocking her and poking at her with the bosk stick.
28 9 Perhaps Tuka gathered what might have been on Elizabeth's mind, for no sooner had the American girl turned toward her than she turned and fled from the wagon.
"Why?" I had asked. "Because," she had said, "masters do not much care to interfere in the squabbles of slaves". I shrugged. It would be at least another hour before I was ready to take wing for the Sardar, with the egg of Priest-Kings safe in the saddle pack of my tarn. There were several people gathered about, near the wagon of Kamchak, among them Tuka's master, and the girl herself. I recalled how cruel she had been to Elizabeth in the long months she had been with the Tuchuks, and how she had tormented her even when she was helpless in the cage of a sleen, mocking her and poking at her with the bosk stick. Perhaps Tuka gathered what might have been on Elizabeth's mind, for no sooner had the American girl turned toward her than she turned and fled from the wagon. - (Nomads of Gor)