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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

More than one of them lifted their heads, but they seemed not fully to comprehend, or mind, the passing jibe. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #128)
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21 128 More than one of them View more quotes about lifted">lifted their heads, but they seemed not fully to comprehend, or mind, the passing jibe.

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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21 125 It seemed as though he could see little.
21 126 Beside him, chained to him, was Fel Doron! Ellen hurried on, miserable.
21 127 How awry had turned out the brave adventure of Portus Canio! "Thus to the enemies of Cos!" called out their attendant, spitting toward the group of prisoners, or slaves.
21 128 More than one of them lifted their heads, but they seemed not fully to comprehend, or mind, the passing jibe.
21 129 Ellen supposed that little might matter to them now but food, sleep and commands.
21 130 How complete was the victory of Cos! And what a small part of their victory was the slave called 'Ellen', as incidental to it as an appropriated tarsk! Ellen quickly turned her head away from the kneeling captives, or slaves, put it down and brushed her hair to the side.
21 131 She did not wish to be recognized by either Portus Canio or Fel Doron.
It seemed as though he could see little. Beside him, chained to him, was Fel Doron! Ellen hurried on, miserable. How awry had turned out the brave adventure of Portus Canio! "Thus to the enemies of Cos!" called out their attendant, spitting toward the group of prisoners, or slaves. More than one of them lifted their heads, but they seemed not fully to comprehend, or mind, the passing jibe. Ellen supposed that little might matter to them now but food, sleep and commands. How complete was the victory of Cos! And what a small part of their victory was the slave called 'Ellen', as incidental to it as an appropriated tarsk! Ellen quickly turned her head away from the kneeling captives, or slaves, put it down and brushed her hair to the side. She did not wish to be recognized by either Portus Canio or Fel Doron. - (Prize of Gor)