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"Dare not obstruct the path of a free woman, not so much as brushing her sleeve, lest I summon the guardsmen of Ar and have you remanded to the nearest pole of impalement! Aside, all of you, now! I have business here! Stand aside, aside!" Men moved aside, even officers, lest her robes be touched. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 61, Sentence #510)

Two figures were approaching, that of a small free woman, and, one might suppose, her pet. The free woman was clad in the full regalia of the Robes of Concealment, and yet, surely to the shock and dismay of some of the soldiers, and the awe or delight of others, had disdained veiling. Who would care to conceal such beauty? "One side, oafs!" she cried. "Dare not obstruct the path of a free woman, not so much as brushing her sleeve, lest I summon the guardsmen of Ar and have you remanded to the nearest pole of impalement! Aside, all of you, now! I have business here! Stand aside, aside!" Men moved aside, even officers, lest her robes be touched. And others shrank even farther back, that they not interfere with the large, pelted thing that followed her, light-footed, docile in her wake, which thing bore a large, flat box. "Do not impede the progress of my pet," said the free woman. "She is high strung, and impatient, and you may lose a hand". - (Plunder of Gor)