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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
15 71 For what seemed an interminable hour, I waited in the dark interior of the tent.
15 72 At last the weary figure of Kazrak, helmet in hand, bent down to enter the tent.
15 73 I waited, not speaking, in the shadows.
15 74 He came through the opening, dropped his helmet on the sleeping mat, and began to unsling his sword.
15 75 Still I would not speak, not while he controlled a weapon; unfortunately, the first thing a Gorean warrior is likely to do to the stranger in his tent is kill him, the second is to find out who he is.
15 76 I saw the spark of Kazrak's fire-maker, and I felt the flush of friendship as I saw his features briefly outlined in the glow.
15 77 He lit the small hanging tent lamp, a wick set in a copper bowl of tharlarion oil, and in its flickering light turned to the sleeping mat.
For what seemed an interminable hour, I waited in the dark interior of the tent. At last the weary figure of Kazrak, helmet in hand, bent down to enter the tent. I waited, not speaking, in the shadows. He came through the opening, dropped his helmet on the sleeping mat, and began to unsling his sword. Still I would not speak, not while he controlled a weapon; unfortunately, the first thing a Gorean warrior is likely to do to the stranger in his tent is kill him, the second is to find out who he is. I saw the spark of Kazrak's fire-maker, and I felt the flush of friendship as I saw his features briefly outlined in the glow. He lit the small hanging tent lamp, a wick set in a copper bowl of tharlarion oil, and in its flickering light turned to the sleeping mat. - (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter )