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Lord Nishida smiled. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #599)

"I will need a wardrobe," she said. "It need not be clothing of Earth, expensive, well-tailored, tasteful, elegant, fashionable, chic, and such, such as I was accustomed to on Earth, for I well understand that such might be difficult to obtain here, but, you understand, it should be concealing, ample, and decorous, perhaps robes of concealment, such as might be favored by free women of Gor. Veiling, too, given certain aspects of the relevant culture, would not be inappropriate". Lord Nishida smiled. At this point the fellow who had left the pavilion a bit ago returned and, with him, was a burly fellow, not of the "strange men," carrying tools, who was, if not of the caste of metal workers, one at least, it seemed, who was familiar with certain aspects of their craft. In a few moments Miss Wentworth's slender, aristocratic, fair throat was freed of the light, attractive collar. She straightened her body, and shook her head, and her hair swirled about her shoulders. - (Swordsmen of Gor)