"Perhaps," said Targo, "we can make an arrangement".
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I resheathed the sword.
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Targo spoke sharply to the grizzled man.
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"Awaken the slave".
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Grumbling, the man went to fetch a leather bucket of water from the small stream near the camp.
His lips moved silently.
Six of them he counted.
"Perhaps," said Targo, "we can make an arrangement".
I resheathed the sword.
Targo spoke sharply to the grizzled man.
"Awaken the slave".
Grumbling, the man went to fetch a leather bucket of water from the small stream near the camp.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )