| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 28 | 254 | View more quotes about gorean">Gorean men are not unfamiliar with that sound. |
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| 28 | 251 | "Master!" I heard, a soft, pleading voice, from my right, in the darkness, from the ground, from beneath a wagon. |
| 28 | 252 | I stopped. |
| 28 | 253 | "Please, please, Master!" said the voice. |
| 28 | 254 | Gorean men are not unfamiliar with that sound. |
| 28 | 255 | They know it from their own slaves. |
| 28 | 256 | "Please, Master," said the voice. |
| 28 | 257 | The voice bore within it the easily recognized, unmistakable note of the needful slave, a sound soft, tiny, uttered as though by one who might fear to be whipped, half a whimper. |