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I would not be recognized either, for, in our peregrination afoot to the tarn cot, I had been placed in a body hood, in which, indeed, I would spend much of the journey. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #8)

I suspect he had disguised himself in yet another fashion. Certainly a common laborer would not be likely to be able to hire a tarn rider and tarn, and tarn basket, for a journey as far as Brundisium. I do not know how he had then attired himself in Ar, nor what identity he might have assumed, though one supposes it might have been of the Merchants, the richest caste. I would not be recognized either, for, in our peregrination afoot to the tarn cot, I had been placed in a body hood, in which, indeed, I would spend much of the journey. The body hood is somewhat reminiscent of the common slave sack, if it were half its size, and open at the bottom. It slips over the head, and comes down to the waist. It is fastened on the slave my means of a heavy belt that is anchored in the back, and drawn up snugly between the slave's legs, and then buckled shut in front. - (Plunder of Gor)