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

Mip "I do not see how it could have happened," Nela was saying, bending over me as I lay sleepily on my stomach on the heavy striped piece of toweling, about the size of a blanket, her strong, dutiful hands rubbing the oils of the bath into my body. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #1)
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13 1 Mip "I do not see how it could have View more quotes about happened">happened," Nela was saying, bending over me as I lay sleepily on my stomach on the heavy striped piece of toweling, about the size of a blanket, her strong, dutiful hands rubbing the oils of the bath into my body.

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

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12 402 What did it mean, I asked myself, that he was in Ar? I strode away from the stadium, my mind confused, unsettled, breathing deeply, wildly.
12 403 There had been no mistaking the man in the garments of a peasant, he with the great staff.
12 404 I had seen Marlenus of Ar.
13 1 Mip "I do not see how it could have happened," Nela was saying, bending over me as I lay sleepily on my stomach on the heavy striped piece of toweling, about the size of a blanket, her strong, dutiful hands rubbing the oils of the bath into my body.
13 2 "The daughter of Minus Tentius Hinrabius, if none other," said she, "should be safe".
13 3 I grunted, not too concerned.
13 4 Nela, like most of the others at the baths, could talk of little but the startling disappearance, and presumed abduction, of Claudia Tentia Hinrabia, the proud, spoiled daughter of the Administrator of the City.
What did it mean, I asked myself, that he was in Ar? I strode away from the stadium, my mind confused, unsettled, breathing deeply, wildly. There had been no mistaking the man in the garments of a peasant, he with the great staff. I had seen Marlenus of Ar. Mip "I do not see how it could have happened," Nela was saying, bending over me as I lay sleepily on my stomach on the heavy striped piece of toweling, about the size of a blanket, her strong, dutiful hands rubbing the oils of the bath into my body. "The daughter of Minus Tentius Hinrabius, if none other," said she, "should be safe". I grunted, not too concerned. Nela, like most of the others at the baths, could talk of little but the startling disappearance, and presumed abduction, of Claudia Tentia Hinrabia, the proud, spoiled daughter of the Administrator of the City. - (Assassin of Gor)