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I glanced, however, at Harold, and it seemed he had suddenly paled. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #177)

"You think perhaps," said Saphrar, chuckling, "that I might object—and that thus you might sow discord amongst us, your enemies. But know, Tarl Cabot, that I am a merchant and understand men and the meaning of gold—I no more object to Ha-Keel dealing with Tuchuks than I would to the fact that water freezes and fire burns—and that no one ever leaves the Yellow Pool of Turia alive". I did not follow the reference to the Yellow Pool of Turia. I glanced, however, at Harold, and it seemed he had suddenly paled. "How is it," I asked, "that Ha-Keel of Port Kar wears about his neck a tarn disk from the city of Ar?" "I was once of Ar," said scarred Ha-Keel. "Indeed, I can remember you, though as Tarl of Bristol, from the siege of Ar". "It was long ago," I said. - (Nomads of Gor)