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Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)

The walls in such a kasbah are several feet thick, formed of stones and mud brick; the walls in this kasbah, as in most, too, were covered with a sheen of plaster, whitish pink, which, in the years of exposure to the heat and sun, as is common, had flaked abundantly. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #38)
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13 38 The View more quotes about walls">walls in such a kasbah are several feet thick, formed of stones and mud brick; the walls in this kasbah, as in most, too, were covered with a sheen of plaster, whitish pink, which, in the years of exposure to the heat and sun, as is common, had flaked abundantly.

Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 35 The walls were more than seventy feet high.
13 36 The battlements, square and looming, of which there were seventeen, assuming a general symmetry and counting the two flanking the central gate, soared to ninety feet.
13 37 The front wall was some four hundred feet in length; the side walls were some four hundred and fifty feet in length.
13 38 The walls in such a kasbah are several feet thick, formed of stones and mud brick; the walls in this kasbah, as in most, too, were covered with a sheen of plaster, whitish pink, which, in the years of exposure to the heat and sun, as is common, had flaked abundantly.
13 39 "You are Tarl Cabot," said the leader of the men who had captured us, indicating me.
13 40 I shrugged.
13 41 Hassan looked at me.
The walls were more than seventy feet high. The battlements, square and looming, of which there were seventeen, assuming a general symmetry and counting the two flanking the central gate, soared to ninety feet. The front wall was some four hundred feet in length; the side walls were some four hundred and fifty feet in length. The walls in such a kasbah are several feet thick, formed of stones and mud brick; the walls in this kasbah, as in most, too, were covered with a sheen of plaster, whitish pink, which, in the years of exposure to the heat and sun, as is common, had flaked abundantly. "You are Tarl Cabot," said the leader of the men who had captured us, indicating me. I shrugged. Hassan looked at me. - (Tribesmen of Gor)