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I could see, a hundred man's paces or so back from the river, the closely set, pointed timbers of a palisade. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 23, Sentence #98)

The light was bright on the water. I shaded my eyes. I could not well see the buildings there, for the glare, but I could see some of them, and there were others there, as well. I could see, a hundred man's paces or so back from the river, the closely set, pointed timbers of a palisade. This was all a portion of Shipcamp, I supposed, though across the river, apart from the main buildings. The palisade, I understood, marked the outward perimeter of a maximum security area, a holding area, one housing high slaves. Supposedly these slaves were so extraordinary that one did not dare put them amongst the men, lest discipline be lost, and sedition and chaos ensue, men killing one another to possess them I did not believe this, but I was willing to suppose that the slaves might be of high quality, such as might do for officers, and perhaps, in some cases, might be acceptable in the pleasure gardens of a Ubar. - (Smugglers of Gor)