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Book 36. (1 results) Avengers of Gor (Individual Quote)

When things became ugly in the triumph of Nicomachos and irate citizens saw fit to swarm the float exhibiting a prisoner, the supposed Bosk of Port Kar, to overcome his guards and tear him to pieces, Thurnock, Clitus, and I had rushed to the tumultuous scene. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 61, Sentence #36)
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61 36 When View more quotes about things">things became ugly in the triumph of Nicomachos and irate citizens saw fit to swarm the float exhibiting a prisoner, the supposed Bosk of Port Kar, to overcome his guards and tear him to pieces, Thurnock, Clitus, and I had rushed to the tumultuous scene.

Book 36. (7 results) Avengers of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
61 33 "We shall omit the chains".
61 34 It is well known that a crowd, responding to the wisp of an idea, incited by a shout, stung by a cry, secure in its faceless anonymity, can easily and swiftly transform itself into a clumsy, mindless, many-headed monster freed of all civil and moral constraint.
61 35 In a crowd it is not unusual for many a beast to discover itself untethered.
61 36 When things became ugly in the triumph of Nicomachos and irate citizens saw fit to swarm the float exhibiting a prisoner, the supposed Bosk of Port Kar, to overcome his guards and tear him to pieces, Thurnock, Clitus, and I had rushed to the tumultuous scene.
61 37 There was much confusion, much buffeting and trampling.
61 38 Men impeded one another and struggled with one another and tore and clawed at one another.
61 39 In the crush of bodies the two guards on the float were brushed aside as by a roaring surf and dozens of hands stretched out, grasping at the prisoner, whom few in the crowd, in the rush and press, even saw.
"We shall omit the chains". It is well known that a crowd, responding to the wisp of an idea, incited by a shout, stung by a cry, secure in its faceless anonymity, can easily and swiftly transform itself into a clumsy, mindless, many-headed monster freed of all civil and moral constraint. In a crowd it is not unusual for many a beast to discover itself untethered. When things became ugly in the triumph of Nicomachos and irate citizens saw fit to swarm the float exhibiting a prisoner, the supposed Bosk of Port Kar, to overcome his guards and tear him to pieces, Thurnock, Clitus, and I had rushed to the tumultuous scene. There was much confusion, much buffeting and trampling. Men impeded one another and struggled with one another and tore and clawed at one another. In the crush of bodies the two guards on the float were brushed aside as by a roaring surf and dozens of hands stretched out, grasping at the prisoner, whom few in the crowd, in the rush and press, even saw. - (Avengers of Gor)