Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 63 | "Oh, View more quotes about great">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". |
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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 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. |
| 8 | 66 | On her wrists were bracelets of silver and gold. |
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"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.
On her wrists were bracelets of silver and gold.
- (Marauders of Gor)