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Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)

What Occurred in the Marshes I now knelt, bound, in the bow of the small canal boat, and Bruno of Torcadino, in the stern, quietly, slowly, manipulated the single oar. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #1)
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26 1 What View more quotes about occurred">Occurred in the Marshes I now knelt, bound, in the bow of the small canal boat, and Bruno of Torcadino, in the stern, quietly, slowly, manipulated the single oar.

Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)

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25 144 Of what do I speak? Perhaps you are aware of the damage done to the Delta Gate? I see you are.
25 145 Consider the force involved.
25 146 What might explain that torn, twisted metal, rent like straws in the hand of a giant, that formidable business? Might it not have a purpose? If so, what might be its purpose? Might it not be an announcement, a greeting, an inquiry, an invitation to someone, or something, to meet and parley?".
26 1 What Occurred in the Marshes I now knelt, bound, in the bow of the small canal boat, and Bruno of Torcadino, in the stern, quietly, slowly, manipulated the single oar.
26 2 The marshes were all about.
26 3 We had left the city, slipping under the chain.
26 4 Some men fish at night in the marshes, primarily Rencers, some trolling a small net, some fishing by means of torch and trident, the light of the torch serving to lure fish to the surface, within the range of the three-forked, barbed trident.
Of what do I speak? Perhaps you are aware of the damage done to the Delta Gate? I see you are. Consider the force involved. What might explain that torn, twisted metal, rent like straws in the hand of a giant, that formidable business? Might it not have a purpose? If so, what might be its purpose? Might it not be an announcement, a greeting, an inquiry, an invitation to someone, or something, to meet and parley?". What Occurred in the Marshes I now knelt, bound, in the bow of the small canal boat, and Bruno of Torcadino, in the stern, quietly, slowly, manipulated the single oar. The marshes were all about. We had left the city, slipping under the chain. Some men fish at night in the marshes, primarily Rencers, some trolling a small net, some fishing by means of torch and trident, the light of the torch serving to lure fish to the surface, within the range of the three-forked, barbed trident. - (Quarry of Gor)