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I must have been mistaken in this. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 34, Sentence #692)

Why could they not recognize this? Why could they not explicitly acknowledge this truth, so patent a truth? Because the slave was merely a slave, nothing, only a silken beast and a shapely property! And how foolish a slave to hope that a master might care for one so worthless and despicable as she! And that a master might fall so low as to care for a slave! Would he not be mad? How incomprehensible would be such a descent and failing! The slave is merely goods to be bought and sold, an object to be mastered, a beast to be strictly controlled, something by which to be pleased and served, something from which inordinate pleasure is to be derived. How amused would be his fellows! Would he not become an object of their raillery, the butt of their rude humor? How outraged would be free women! To care for a slave! Absurd! Unthinkable! I timidly looked up at my master. Suddenly I did not think he was that displeased that I had so bespoken myself before him. I must have been mistaken in this. He scowled again upon me. Then he turned away, and looked in that direction in which lay the Viktel Aria. "Does master not wish to look upon his slave?" I asked. - (Dancer of Gor)