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Each was of double weight! "Paga!" I cried and held back the goblet and Telima filled it. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #612)

How rich a joke it was, to have enslaved the girl who would have been Ubara of Cos, to have put her to work in my kitchens, to have given the use of her to a mere slave boy! This story would soon be told in all the ports of Thassa and all the cities of Gor! How shamed would be Tyros and Cos, enemies of my city, Port Kar! How delicious is the defeat of enemies! How glorious is power, success, triumph! I reached drunkenly into the bag of gold beside my chair and grabbed up handfuls, flinging them about the room. I stood and threw about me showers of the tarn disks of Ar, of Tyros, of Cos, Thentis, Turia and Port Kar!. Men scrambled wildly, laughing and fighting for the coins. Each was of double weight! "Paga!" I cried and held back the goblet and Telima filled it. I regretted only that Midice and Tab were not with me to share my triumph. I stood drunkenly, holding to the table. I spilled paga. - (Raiders of Gor)