Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 155 | "View more quotes about forgive">Forgive me," said Ellen, kneeling, dropping back on her heels, tears running down her cheeks. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 24 | 152 | The sand was lit with the light of torches. |
| 24 | 153 | Ellen reached into the chest for a bracelet, but another girl seized it before her. |
| 24 | 154 | "That is mine!" she hissed. |
| 24 | 155 | "Forgive me," said Ellen, kneeling, dropping back on her heels, tears running down her cheeks. |
| 24 | 156 | "Barbarian," said the girl. |
| 24 | 157 | "Yes, Mistress," said Ellen. |
| 24 | 158 | Slaves, of course, owned nothing. |
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The sand was lit with the light of torches.
Ellen reached into the chest for a bracelet, but another girl seized it before her.
"That is mine!" she hissed.
"Forgive me," said Ellen, kneeling, dropping back on her heels, tears running down her cheeks.
"Barbarian," said the girl.
"Yes, Mistress," said Ellen.
Slaves, of course, owned nothing.
- (Prize of Gor)