Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 62 | I groveled in the View more quotes about white">white and yellow silk of the perfumers. |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 59 | They were truly perfumes of Ar, and of the finest varieties. |
| 8 | 60 | "Who," I asked myself, "is Hilda, the daughter of a barbarian, of a rude, uncouth northern pirate, living in a high wooden fortress, overlooking the sea, to so demean the perfumes of Ar?" One might have thought she was a great lady, and not the insolent, though curvaceous, brat of a boorish sea rover. |
| 8 | 61 | I put my head to the floor. |
| 8 | 62 | I groveled in the white and yellow silk of the perfumers. |
| 8 | 63 | "Oh, great lady," I whined, "the finest of Ar's, perfumes may be too thin, too frail, too gross, for one of your discernment and taste". |
| 8 | 64 | Her hands wore many rings. |
| 8 | 65 | About her neck she wore, looped, four chains of gold, with pendants. |
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They were truly perfumes of Ar, and of the finest varieties.
"Who," I asked myself, "is Hilda, the daughter of a barbarian, of a rude, uncouth northern pirate, living in a high wooden fortress, overlooking the sea, to so demean the perfumes of Ar?" One might have thought she was a great lady, and not the insolent, though curvaceous, brat of a boorish sea rover.
I put my head to the floor.
I groveled in the white and yellow silk of the perfumers.
"Oh, great lady," I whined, "the finest of Ar's, perfumes may be too thin, too frail, too gross, for one of your discernment and taste".
Her hands wore many rings.
About her neck she wore, looped, four chains of gold, with pendants.
- (Marauders of Gor)