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| 9 | 62 | "View more quotes about thank">Thank you, Warrior," I said, and turned back to the city. |
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| 9 | 59 | The two giant beams that barred it were in place, beams that could only be moved by a team of broad tharlarion, draft lizards of Gor, or by a hundred slaves. |
| 9 | 60 | The gates, bound with their bands of steel, studded with brass plates dull in the mist, the black wood looming over me in the dusk, were closed. |
| 9 | 61 | "Welcome to Tharna," said a guard, leaning on his spear in the shadows of the gate. |
| 9 | 62 | "Thank you, Warrior," I said, and turned back to the city. |
| 9 | 63 | Behind me I heard him laugh, much the same bitter laugh that I had heard from the citizen. |
| 9 | 64 | * * * * In wandering through the streets, I came at last to a squat portal in the wall of a cylinder. |
| 9 | 65 | On each side of the door, in a small niche sheltered from the drizzle, there sputtered the yellow flame of a small tharlarion-oil lamp. |