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Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)

Do you truly think I would fear to violate it, here, far from the habitats, here, in the forest?" "My intention," said Cabot, "is not to rely on the amnesty for my security, but rather that matters be so arranged that I may see it explicitly repudiated". - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 77, Sentence #121)
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77 121 Do you View more quotes about truly">truly think I would fear to violate it, here, far from the habitats, here, in the forest?" "My intention," said Cabot, "is not to rely on the amnesty for my security, but rather that matters be so arranged that I may see it explicitly repudiated".

Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)

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77 118 "I think you are mad," said Flavion.
77 119 "Should you raise that weapon against me," said Cabot, "you have repudiated the amnesty".
77 120 "You are a fool," said Flavion, "to rely on the amnesty for your security.
77 121 Do you truly think I would fear to violate it, here, far from the habitats, here, in the forest?" "My intention," said Cabot, "is not to rely on the amnesty for my security, but rather that matters be so arranged that I may see it explicitly repudiated".
77 122 "None will know," said Flavion, "or none who matter," he added, glancing to the slave, crouched fearfully to the side.
77 123 "Run!" cried Cabot to the slave, and pointed to the opened gate.
77 124 With a cry of misery she sprang to her feet and ran toward the gate.
"I think you are mad," said Flavion. "Should you raise that weapon against me," said Cabot, "you have repudiated the amnesty". "You are a fool," said Flavion, "to rely on the amnesty for your security. Do you truly think I would fear to violate it, here, far from the habitats, here, in the forest?" "My intention," said Cabot, "is not to rely on the amnesty for my security, but rather that matters be so arranged that I may see it explicitly repudiated". "None will know," said Flavion, "or none who matter," he added, glancing to the slave, crouched fearfully to the side. "Run!" cried Cabot to the slave, and pointed to the opened gate. With a cry of misery she sprang to her feet and ran toward the gate. - (Kur of Gor)