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Book 29. (1 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Individual Quote)

I thought now, however, from my rendezvous with Seremides, once of the Taurentians, the woman would be Talena. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 28, Sentence #388)
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28 388 I View more quotes about thought">thought now, however, from my rendezvous with Seremides, once of the Taurentians, the woman would be Talena.

Book 29. (7 results) Swordsmen of Gor (Context Quote)

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28 385 My interlude with the needful slave, a girl once of Cos, who had been named 'Talena', now 'Lita', put me naturally in mind of the former Ubara, and her possible fates.
28 386 I recalled that, long ago, Miss Margaret Wentworth, before she became the slave, Saru, had spoken of a hold over me, by means of a woman.
28 387 This had made little sense to me at the time.
28 388 I thought now, however, from my rendezvous with Seremides, once of the Taurentians, the woman would be Talena.
28 389 But how could someone or something think they had a hold over me, in virtue of one such as she, a false Ubara, now deposed, last seen bound on the height of the Central Cylinder in Ar, kneeling at the feet of men, fearing apprehension, fittingly placed in the rag of a slave? How could anyone, or anything, think that? But, if so, how grievously then had someone, or something, whether human, Kur, or Priest-King miscalculated! What now would Talena be to me? I did not want her.
28 390 I would not now buy her, even as a pot girl for my kitchens in Port Kar.
28 391 She had been beautiful, but, too, she had been proud, ambitious, selfish, vain, and cruel.
My interlude with the needful slave, a girl once of Cos, who had been named 'Talena', now 'Lita', put me naturally in mind of the former Ubara, and her possible fates. I recalled that, long ago, Miss Margaret Wentworth, before she became the slave, Saru, had spoken of a hold over me, by means of a woman. This had made little sense to me at the time. I thought now, however, from my rendezvous with Seremides, once of the Taurentians, the woman would be Talena. But how could someone or something think they had a hold over me, in virtue of one such as she, a false Ubara, now deposed, last seen bound on the height of the Central Cylinder in Ar, kneeling at the feet of men, fearing apprehension, fittingly placed in the rag of a slave? How could anyone, or anything, think that? But, if so, how grievously then had someone, or something, whether human, Kur, or Priest-King miscalculated! What now would Talena be to me? I did not want her. I would not now buy her, even as a pot girl for my kitchens in Port Kar. She had been beautiful, but, too, she had been proud, ambitious, selfish, vain, and cruel. - (Swordsmen of Gor)