Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 2 | 96 | Then, after a View more quotes about cruel">cruel pause, the proprietor suddenly cried out. |
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 2 | 93 | "No," said the proprietor, apparently looking about with great care behind the counter, "Hup the Fool does not seem to be here". |
| 2 | 94 | "It looks like we must search elsewhere," said the leader of the four men, attempting to sound disappointed. |
| 2 | 95 | "It appears so," said the proprietor. |
| 2 | 96 | Then, after a cruel pause, the proprietor suddenly cried out. |
| 2 | 97 | "No! Wait! Here is something!" And, reaching down to his feet behind the counter, picked up the small animal mass that was Hup the Fool, which shrieked with fear, and hurled it into the arms of the man with missing teeth, who laughed. |
| 2 | 98 | "Why," cried the man with missing teeth, "it is he! It is Hup the Fool!" "Mercy, Masters!" cried Hup, squealing, struggling in the grasp of his captor. |
| 2 | 99 | The other three men, hired swords, perhaps once of the Caste of Warriors, laughed at the frantic efforts of the tiny, sniveling wad of flesh to free itself. |
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"No," said the proprietor, apparently looking about with great care behind the counter, "Hup the Fool does not seem to be here".
"It looks like we must search elsewhere," said the leader of the four men, attempting to sound disappointed.
"It appears so," said the proprietor.
Then, after a cruel pause, the proprietor suddenly cried out.
"No! Wait! Here is something!" And, reaching down to his feet behind the counter, picked up the small animal mass that was Hup the Fool, which shrieked with fear, and hurled it into the arms of the man with missing teeth, who laughed.
"Why," cried the man with missing teeth, "it is he! It is Hup the Fool!" "Mercy, Masters!" cried Hup, squealing, struggling in the grasp of his captor.
The other three men, hired swords, perhaps once of the Caste of Warriors, laughed at the frantic efforts of the tiny, sniveling wad of flesh to free itself.
- (Assassin of Gor)