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Book 6. (1 results) Raiders of Gor (Individual Quote)

When again I sat down I said to the serving slaves, "Feast the singer well," and then I turned to Luma, slave and accountant of my house, braceleted and chained at the end of the long table, and said to her, "Tomorrow, the singer, before he is sent on his way, is to be given a cap of gold". - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #335)
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15 335 When View more quotes about again">again I sat down I said to the serving slaves, "Feast the singer well," and then I turned to Luma, slave and accountant of my house, braceleted and chained at the end of the long table, and said to her, "Tomorrow, the singer, before he is sent on his way, is to be given a cap of gold".

Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)

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15 332 I looked upon the singer.
15 333 "Yes," I said, lifting my goblet to him, "and songs".
15 334 There was a cry of pleasure from my retainers, and again we drank.
15 335 When again I sat down I said to the serving slaves, "Feast the singer well," and then I turned to Luma, slave and accountant of my house, braceleted and chained at the end of the long table, and said to her, "Tomorrow, the singer, before he is sent on his way, is to be given a cap of gold".
15 336 "Yes, Master," said the girl.
15 337 "Thank you, Captain!" cried the singer.
15 338 My retainers cried out with pleasure at my generosity, many of them striking their left shoulders with their right fists in Gorean applause.
I looked upon the singer. "Yes," I said, lifting my goblet to him, "and songs". There was a cry of pleasure from my retainers, and again we drank. When again I sat down I said to the serving slaves, "Feast the singer well," and then I turned to Luma, slave and accountant of my house, braceleted and chained at the end of the long table, and said to her, "Tomorrow, the singer, before he is sent on his way, is to be given a cap of gold". "Yes, Master," said the girl. "Thank you, Captain!" cried the singer. My retainers cried out with pleasure at my generosity, many of them striking their left shoulders with their right fists in Gorean applause. - (Raiders of Gor)