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Book 30. (1 results) Mariners of Gor (Individual Quote)

She then, weeping, scarcely able to move for the closely tied rope shackles, hobbled about, to find me food and drink. - (Mariners of Gor, Chapter 3, Sentence #842)
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3 842 She then, weeping, View more quotes about scarcely">scarcely able to move for the closely tied rope shackles, hobbled about, to find me food and drink.

Book 30. (7 results) Mariners of Gor (Context Quote)

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3 839 But I was thirsting and starving.
3 840 'Why should I, who was a free woman, wait on a common slave?' demanded the woman.
3 841 Her hair was then held and she was cuffed brutally, four times.
3 842 She then, weeping, scarcely able to move for the closely tied rope shackles, hobbled about, to find me food and drink.
3 843 I took the provender and drink, including ka-la-na, which I doubt she was permitted, from her with the hauteur and disdain of a free woman for the garbages that are slaves.
3 844 Afterwards I fainted, or fell asleep.
3 845 "I awakened several hours later, toward noon, as though I might be in my own compartments, waiting for my girls to open the draperies and bring me steaming black wine and fresh, honeyed pastries, but then, suddenly, flooding back to me were the horrors of the past two days, the roof of the Central Cylinder, my humiliating disguise, the escape, the fields, the sleen, the strike of the leech plant, the knife at my throat, and I opened my eyes on the small camp into which I had stumbled last night, weary, footsore, hungry, thirsting, and miserable.
But I was thirsting and starving. 'Why should I, who was a free woman, wait on a common slave?' demanded the woman. Her hair was then held and she was cuffed brutally, four times. She then, weeping, scarcely able to move for the closely tied rope shackles, hobbled about, to find me food and drink. I took the provender and drink, including ka-la-na, which I doubt she was permitted, from her with the hauteur and disdain of a free woman for the garbages that are slaves. Afterwards I fainted, or fell asleep. "I awakened several hours later, toward noon, as though I might be in my own compartments, waiting for my girls to open the draperies and bring me steaming black wine and fresh, honeyed pastries, but then, suddenly, flooding back to me were the horrors of the past two days, the roof of the Central Cylinder, my humiliating disguise, the escape, the fields, the sleen, the strike of the leech plant, the knife at my throat, and I opened my eyes on the small camp into which I had stumbled last night, weary, footsore, hungry, thirsting, and miserable. - (Mariners of Gor)