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Book 23. (1 results) Renegades of Gor (Individual Quote)

It ran from the pitched surface of the road downward, in tiny rivers; it struck into the swirling ditch water, lashing it into foam, dashing it upwards, its impact registered in thousands of overlapping circles and leaping crowns of water. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #143)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
1 143 It ran from the pitched View more quotes about surface">surface of the road downward, in tiny rivers; it struck into the swirling ditch water, lashing it into foam, dashing it upwards, its impact registered in thousands of overlapping circles and leaping crowns of water.

Book 23. (7 results) Renegades of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
1 140 He scrambled up the embankment, the lantern in one hand, clutching at knots of wet grass with the other, slipping, sliding back, then regaining his feet, then reaching the surface.
1 141 In the ditch we were ankle deep in water.
1 142 The rain continued to pour down in torrents.
1 143 It ran from the pitched surface of the road downward, in tiny rivers; it struck into the swirling ditch water, lashing it into foam, dashing it upwards, its impact registered in thousands of overlapping circles and leaping crowns of water.
1 144 We saw the lantern, in the fellow's hand, at the surface, swinging.
1 145 "Hold! Hold!" he cried in the storm.
1 146 I think he then literally seized the harness of the next tharlarion.
He scrambled up the embankment, the lantern in one hand, clutching at knots of wet grass with the other, slipping, sliding back, then regaining his feet, then reaching the surface. In the ditch we were ankle deep in water. The rain continued to pour down in torrents. It ran from the pitched surface of the road downward, in tiny rivers; it struck into the swirling ditch water, lashing it into foam, dashing it upwards, its impact registered in thousands of overlapping circles and leaping crowns of water. We saw the lantern, in the fellow's hand, at the surface, swinging. "Hold! Hold!" he cried in the storm. I think he then literally seized the harness of the next tharlarion. - (Renegades of Gor)