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To our right, crouched on the dais, at its edge, before the curtain, was Lucius, whom I recognized, partly from his size, and partly from the glint of the golden chain from which hung his translator. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #6)

It took some time for my eyes to grow accustomed to the light, as, for a human, it was almost dark, at least until this adjustment took place. If humans of interest or importance were to be present, I supposed that the room would have been better lit. I did not know how deep the room was, for, at the front of the room, at the back of the dais, there was a heavy, drawn curtain. To our right, crouched on the dais, at its edge, before the curtain, was Lucius, whom I recognized, partly from his size, and partly from the glint of the golden chain from which hung his translator. Looking about myself, as inconspicuously as possible, I noted that almost every Kur in the room was a silver-chain Kur. I saw few iron-chain Kurii. Although almost every Kur in the room bore a translator, and in spite of the fact that there were several kajirae, some six or seven, in the room, none of the translators would be activated. - (Conspirators of Gor)