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

I went then again to the left side of the road and, when a wagon trundled by, unknown to the driver, I put my pack in it, and, again, as I had before, held to its right side with my left hand, to keep from falling in the road. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #328)
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1 328 I went then View more quotes about again">again to the left side of the road and, when a wagon trundled by, unknown to the driver, I put my pack in it, and, again, as I had before, held to its right side with my left hand, to keep from falling in the road.

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

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1 325 "Yes," I said.
1 326 "Well," said he, "perhaps I shall get something for the evening, after all".
1 327 He slipped down the embankment, to join the others.
1 328 I went then again to the left side of the road and, when a wagon trundled by, unknown to the driver, I put my pack in it, and, again, as I had before, held to its right side with my left hand, to keep from falling in the road.
1 329 I thought the storm might have abated a bit but the rain was still heavy.
1 330 Too, from time to time, lightning shattered across the sky, suddenly bathing the road and countryside in flashes of wild, white light, this coupled almost momentarily, sometimes a little sooner, sometimes a little later, with a grinding and explosion of thunder.
1 331 "It seems the Priest-Kings are grinding flour," laughed a man near me.
"Yes," I said. "Well," said he, "perhaps I shall get something for the evening, after all". He slipped down the embankment, to join the others. I went then again to the left side of the road and, when a wagon trundled by, unknown to the driver, I put my pack in it, and, again, as I had before, held to its right side with my left hand, to keep from falling in the road. I thought the storm might have abated a bit but the rain was still heavy. Too, from time to time, lightning shattered across the sky, suddenly bathing the road and countryside in flashes of wild, white light, this coupled almost momentarily, sometimes a little sooner, sometimes a little later, with a grinding and explosion of thunder. "It seems the Priest-Kings are grinding flour," laughed a man near me. - (Renegades of Gor)