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Book 31. (1 results) Conspirators of Gor (Individual Quote)

This was surely not the Curulean, a market of which I had been apprised, a palace of an emporium with its statues, carvings, columns, fountains, tapestries, and cushioned tiers, with its exposition cages of silver bars, with its great, torch-lit, golden auditorium which might hold more than two thousand buyers, with its great central block, with its height and dignity, from which might be expertly vended even the stripped daughters of Ubars. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #492)
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8 492 This was View more quotes about surely">surely not the Curulean, a market of which I had been apprised, a palace of an emporium with its statues, carvings, columns, fountains, tapestries, and cushioned tiers, with its exposition cages of silver bars, with its great, torch-lit, golden auditorium which might hold more than two thousand buyers, with its great central block, with its height and dignity, from which might be expertly vended even the stripped daughters of Ubars.

Book 31. (7 results) Conspirators of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 489 This could be no high market.
8 490 One might as well have been chained on a slave shelf! Surely a mistake had been made.
8 491 This was not a market in which such as I was to be sold.
8 492 This was surely not the Curulean, a market of which I had been apprised, a palace of an emporium with its statues, carvings, columns, fountains, tapestries, and cushioned tiers, with its exposition cages of silver bars, with its great, torch-lit, golden auditorium which might hold more than two thousand buyers, with its great central block, with its height and dignity, from which might be expertly vended even the stripped daughters of Ubars.
8 493 I looked about.
8 494 The slaver's man was nowhere in sight.
8 495 I must complain.
This could be no high market. One might as well have been chained on a slave shelf! Surely a mistake had been made. This was not a market in which such as I was to be sold. This was surely not the Curulean, a market of which I had been apprised, a palace of an emporium with its statues, carvings, columns, fountains, tapestries, and cushioned tiers, with its exposition cages of silver bars, with its great, torch-lit, golden auditorium which might hold more than two thousand buyers, with its great central block, with its height and dignity, from which might be expertly vended even the stripped daughters of Ubars. I looked about. The slaver's man was nowhere in sight. I must complain. - (Conspirators of Gor)