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On the high, curved prow, to which was bound, naked, the lithe, dark-haired girl, there stood a lookout, he, too, looking backward, shielding his eyes. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #54)

Some of the slaves, chained at their benches, were trying to stand and see what might be the matter. On the small foredeck of the barge, beneath the high, curved prow, stood the officer and Henrak, both looking aft. The officer, angrily, was shouting the length of the barge to its oar-master, who now stood on the tiller deck, looking back toward the other barges, his hands on the sternrail. On the high, curved prow, to which was bound, naked, the lithe, dark-haired girl, there stood a lookout, he, too, looking backward, shielding his eyes. Below the prow, in the marsh water, the slaves in the punt stopped cutting at the sedge and marsh vine that blocked their way. I stood in the small craft, shielded by rushes and sedge. My feet were spread; my heels were aligned with the target; my feet and body stood at right angles to the target line; my head was sharply turned to my left; I drew the sheaf arrow to its pile, until the three half-feathers of the Vosk gull lay at my jawbone; I took breath and then held it, sighting over the pile; there must be no movement; then I released the string. - (Raiders of Gor)