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| 11 | 269 | "View more quotes about greetings">Greetings," said he. |
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| 11 | 266 | His face was wide, and heavy, and muchly lined; it, like many of those of Port Kar, showed the marks of Thassa, burned into it by wind and salt; he had gray eyes; his hair was white, and short-cropped; in his ears there were two small golden rings. |
| 11 | 267 | If a larl might have been transformed into a man and yet retain its instincts, its heart and its cunning, I think it might look much like Samos, First Slaver of Port Kar. |
| 11 | 268 | "Greetings, noble Samos," I said. |
| 11 | 269 | "Greetings," said he. |
| 11 | 270 | It then occurred to me that this man could not serve Priest-Kings. |
| 11 | 271 | It occurred to me then, with a shudder which I did not betray, that such a man could serve only the Others, not Priest-Kings, those Others, in the distant steel worlds, who surreptitiously and cruelly fought to gain this world and Earth for their own ends. |
| 11 | 272 | Samos looked about, gazing on the various racks, to many of which there were still fastened prisoners. |