Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 22 | 564 | She did not want to make her way to the sutlers for that way View more quotes about took">took her into the darkness, and into the tented areas, closer to the walls of the city. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 22 | 561 | Could I have become so different, and so completely a slave? "Ah, Ellen!" called the portly vat master, one of the caste of vintners. |
| 22 | 562 | "One can scarcely scrape the bottom of the vat! These loafing tarsks drink like desert kaiila! Hurry to the sutlers! Tell them to trundle a new cask to the vat of Callimachus!" Ellen stood there, clutching her pitcher. |
| 22 | 563 | She regarded the vintner with dismay. |
| 22 | 564 | She did not want to make her way to the sutlers for that way took her into the darkness, and into the tented areas, closer to the walls of the city. |
| 22 | 565 | Too, if she went directly, it might take her near the crates containing the strange beasts that had terrorized her, even within their confinements. |
| 22 | 566 | "Hurry!" said the vintner. |
| 22 | 567 | "Do not just stand there! Run!" "Yes, Master!" cried Ellen, frightened. |
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Could I have become so different, and so completely a slave? "Ah, Ellen!" called the portly vat master, one of the caste of vintners.
"One can scarcely scrape the bottom of the vat! These loafing tarsks drink like desert kaiila! Hurry to the sutlers! Tell them to trundle a new cask to the vat of Callimachus!" Ellen stood there, clutching her pitcher.
She regarded the vintner with dismay.
She did not want to make her way to the sutlers for that way took her into the darkness, and into the tented areas, closer to the walls of the city.
Too, if she went directly, it might take her near the crates containing the strange beasts that had terrorized her, even within their confinements.
"Hurry!" said the vintner.
"Do not just stand there! Run!" "Yes, Master!" cried Ellen, frightened.
- (Prize of Gor)