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

Wait a moment, a moment. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 46, Sentence #279)
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46 279 Wait a moment, a moment.

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

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46 276 "View more quotes about beware">Beware, brothers! The vat is drained! There is no paga! Who has made off with the paga? Where is it hiding now? Who is hiding it? We know, do we not? What price will they charge now? A silver tarsk for a cup? Search the tavern! Find it! Tear up the floors, pull apart the walls!" Fortunately, the incoherent suggestions, the reeling, drunken importunings, the inflammatory proposals, of the belligerently tottering sawyer were not taken seriously, particularly as he almost immediately lapsed into unconsciousness and was carried to the side.
46 277 On the other hand, his obstreperous, ranting analysis of the situation did serve to apprise the tables of a hitherto generally unrecognized problem, one which might soon prove acute, particularly as a number of patrons were on the point of beginning, or continuing, their evening, rather than prematurely terminating it.
46 278 "Be patient, noble friends," called Ho-Tosk, "dear sharers of a Home Stone, and esteemed guests of Port Kar; it is true we are a bit short of paga now, for which deprivation I accept all responsibility, but more is even now hurrying to our portal.
46 279 Wait a moment, a moment.
46 280 Shortly there will be a free round of paga for all!" This information did much to calm the tables.
46 281 Some of the patrons, at four adjoining tables, then broke into a song extolling the great harbor of Brundisium.
46 282 Almost simultaneously, local mariners and workers from the arsenal, not to be outdone, added to the ambiance by contributing a competitive medley of tavern songs.
"Beware, brothers! The vat is drained! There is no paga! Who has made off with the paga? Where is it hiding now? Who is hiding it? We know, do we not? What price will they charge now? A silver tarsk for a cup? Search the tavern! Find it! Tear up the floors, pull apart the walls!" Fortunately, the incoherent suggestions, the reeling, drunken importunings, the inflammatory proposals, of the belligerently tottering sawyer were not taken seriously, particularly as he almost immediately lapsed into unconsciousness and was carried to the side. On the other hand, his obstreperous, ranting analysis of the situation did serve to apprise the tables of a hitherto generally unrecognized problem, one which might soon prove acute, particularly as a number of patrons were on the point of beginning, or continuing, their evening, rather than prematurely terminating it. "Be patient, noble friends," called Ho-Tosk, "dear sharers of a Home Stone, and esteemed guests of Port Kar; it is true we are a bit short of paga now, for which deprivation I accept all responsibility, but more is even now hurrying to our portal. Wait a moment, a moment. Shortly there will be a free round of paga for all!" This information did much to calm the tables. Some of the patrons, at four adjoining tables, then broke into a song extolling the great harbor of Brundisium. Almost simultaneously, local mariners and workers from the arsenal, not to be outdone, added to the ambiance by contributing a competitive medley of tavern songs. - (Quarry of Gor)