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Two or three men, from the market, who had been loitering outside, in the warm night, backed through the door, warily. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #328)

I was a slave. No free person had given me permission to rise. We are on our knees as easily, and naturally, and as appropriately, as the free person is on his feet, or sits on his bench or chair, or reclines, at ease, on his supper couch. Two or three men, from the market, who had been loitering outside, in the warm night, backed through the door, warily. Something very large, and bent over, boulder-like, was in the doorway. It was huge, the form muchly concealed within the ample, thick, sheet-like, hooded cloak it wore. The hood moved, from side to side, and I sensed that something deep within the hood was considering the room. - (Conspirators of Gor)