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He had now passed us, moving silently, secretly, to the east. - (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #11)

The men with him, I suspected, or most of them, were members of his own caste, geographers of the scribes, perhaps, but men inured to hardships, perhaps men who had been with him in his explorations of Ushindi and Ngao, men he trusted and upon whom he could count in desperate situations, caste brothers. I brushed insects away from my face. It seemed clear to me that Shaba must be in flight, and I had little doubt that he must have the ring with him, to obtain which had been the object of my journey to Schendi. He had now passed us, moving silently, secretly, to the east. I thrust the shovel again down, hard, into the mud at my feet. I dug, and Shaba, my quarry, moved further away from me with each thrust of the shovel, each bite and sting of each tiny insect. I hurled another shovelful of mud onto the mud raft. - (Explorers of Gor)