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It interested me that she lay as quietly within her small, stout wooden prison as she did. - (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #374)

Indeed, for a moment, I feared there might be insufficient air in the chest and that she might have fainted, or otherwise lost consciousness. But then I noted that the chest was well ventilated, as made sense, considering it had probably been prepared to conceal her days ago, if not months ago. She had doubtless not, however, expected to have its lid nailed shut, and to find herself helplessly, nakedly, at the mercy of strong men, imprisoned within it. It interested me that she lay as quietly within her small, stout wooden prison as she did. I suspected she was trembling within it, and perhaps timidly, fearfully, trying to understand her feelings. "My fellow and I," I said, "if you wish, will see to the chest, and the girl". "The slave," he said. - (Magicians of Gor)