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Book 24. (1 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Individual Quote)

I then, whistling a soft tune to myself, left for the slave camp, to fetch Ina. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 43, Sentence #197)
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43 197 I then, whistling a soft tune to View more quotes about myself">myself, left for the slave camp, to fetch Ina.

Book 24. (7 results) Vagabonds of Gor (Context Quote)

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43 194 This unspoken recognition of one another, startling to both, had been exact and real, unquestionable.
43 195 There had been a recognition of a fitting together, of an indubitable congruence, of a perfection of coordinate realities.
43 196 This was as real and perfect as the relationship of a lock and its key.
43 197 I then, whistling a soft tune to myself, left for the slave camp, to fetch Ina.
44 1 Hunters "Hold," said a fellow, surlily, stepping forth from between low tents, in the camp outside the slave camp.
44 2 I stopped, the leash to the hooded woman in my grasp.
44 3 She wore a brown, calflength garment.
This unspoken recognition of one another, startling to both, had been exact and real, unquestionable. There had been a recognition of a fitting together, of an indubitable congruence, of a perfection of coordinate realities. This was as real and perfect as the relationship of a lock and its key. I then, whistling a soft tune to myself, left for the slave camp, to fetch Ina. Hunters "Hold," said a fellow, surlily, stepping forth from between low tents, in the camp outside the slave camp. I stopped, the leash to the hooded woman in my grasp. She wore a brown, calflength garment. - (Vagabonds of Gor)