Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 2 | 29 | View more quotes about tarl">Tarl Cabot shook his head, and tried to keep his hand against the aperture, but, in a bit, his hand fell to the side. |
 |
Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 2 | 26 | Their concern was with its effects. |
| 2 | 27 | The brunette was the first to lose consciousness, and, a bit later, sinking toward the tilted bottom of the container, the blonde was the second. |
| 2 | 28 | Both were in their way small animals, small, lovely animals. |
| 2 | 29 | Tarl Cabot shook his head, and tried to keep his hand against the aperture, but, in a bit, his hand fell to the side. |
| 2 | 30 | There was no longer the hiss of escaping gas, for, if any remained in the container, it was not enough to call attention to its exit. |
| 2 | 31 | His knees buckled, and he tried to brace himself against the slanting wall of the damaged vessel. |
| 2 | 32 | It seems likely he would have shortly lost consciousness when he became aware, dimly, that one of the loose containers was suddenly moving about, and it seemed a wind of tiny particles, like a dry blizzard of dust and scraps, invaded the corridor. |
|
Their concern was with its effects.
The brunette was the first to lose consciousness, and, a bit later, sinking toward the tilted bottom of the container, the blonde was the second.
Both were in their way small animals, small, lovely animals.
Tarl Cabot shook his head, and tried to keep his hand against the aperture, but, in a bit, his hand fell to the side.
There was no longer the hiss of escaping gas, for, if any remained in the container, it was not enough to call attention to its exit.
His knees buckled, and he tried to brace himself against the slanting wall of the damaged vessel.
It seems likely he would have shortly lost consciousness when he became aware, dimly, that one of the loose containers was suddenly moving about, and it seemed a wind of tiny particles, like a dry blizzard of dust and scraps, invaded the corridor.
- (Kur of Gor)