Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 164 | The View more quotes about player">Player turned his head toward me, lifting the scarred remains of his eyes, as though he might see. |
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 3 | 161 | "Do not mock me". |
| 3 | 162 | "A double tarn," said I, "to red, should red win". |
| 3 | 163 | Such an amount I knew would not be likely to be earned in a year by a Player. |
| 3 | 164 | The Player turned his head toward me, lifting the scarred remains of his eyes, as though he might see. |
| 3 | 165 | Every nerve in that old face seemed strained, as though trying to understand what might lie there beyond him in the darkness that was his world, save for the memory of the movement of pieces on a checkered board. |
| 3 | 166 | He put out his hand over the board, and I grasped it, firmly. |
| 3 | 167 | I held his hand for a moment and he held mine, and I felt his grip, and smiled, for I knew then, blinded and branded, weak and old, he was yet a man. |
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"Do not mock me".
"A double tarn," said I, "to red, should red win".
Such an amount I knew would not be likely to be earned in a year by a Player.
The Player turned his head toward me, lifting the scarred remains of his eyes, as though he might see.
Every nerve in that old face seemed strained, as though trying to understand what might lie there beyond him in the darkness that was his world, save for the memory of the movement of pieces on a checkered board.
He put out his hand over the board, and I grasped it, firmly.
I held his hand for a moment and he held mine, and I felt his grip, and smiled, for I knew then, blinded and branded, weak and old, he was yet a man.
- (Assassin of Gor)