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Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)

A woman carrying a market basket moved to one side, watching him, that she might not touch him, holding a child to her. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #14)
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2 14 A View more quotes about woman">woman carrying a market basket moved to one side, watching him, that she might not touch him, holding a child to her.

Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)

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2 11 When he of the Caste of Assassins has been paid his gold and has received his charge he affixes on his forehead that sign, that he may enter whatever city he pleases, that none may interfere with his work.
2 12 There are few men who have done great wrong or who have powerful, rich enemies who do not tremble upon learning that one has been brought to their city who wears the dagger.
2 13 Kuurus stepped between the great gates and looked about himself.
2 14 A woman carrying a market basket moved to one side, watching him, that she might not touch him, holding a child to her.
2 15 A peasant moved away that the shadow of the Assassin might not fall across his own.
2 16 Kuurus pointed to a fruit on a flat-topped wagon with wooden wheels, drawn by a small four-legged, horned tharlarion.
2 17 The peddler pressed the fruit into his hands and hurried on, not meeting his eyes.
When he of the Caste of Assassins has been paid his gold and has received his charge he affixes on his forehead that sign, that he may enter whatever city he pleases, that none may interfere with his work. There are few men who have done great wrong or who have powerful, rich enemies who do not tremble upon learning that one has been brought to their city who wears the dagger. Kuurus stepped between the great gates and looked about himself. A woman carrying a market basket moved to one side, watching him, that she might not touch him, holding a child to her. A peasant moved away that the shadow of the Assassin might not fall across his own. Kuurus pointed to a fruit on a flat-topped wagon with wooden wheels, drawn by a small four-legged, horned tharlarion. The peddler pressed the fruit into his hands and hurried on, not meeting his eyes. - (Assassin of Gor)