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He undid the gate, and we were thrust through the gate, into the water, and almost before we could turn, standing in the now-cold, waist-high water, we heard the gate close and the snap of the two heavy locks that held it in place. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 65, Sentence #29)

Woman's hair, too, makes the best catapult cordage, being resilient, strong, and weather-resistant. Indeed, when a city is besieged, even free women may donate their own hair for such a purpose. We were led, half stumbling, by Kurik, my master, toward the slave pool, with Drusus Andronicus now preceding us. He undid the gate, and we were thrust through the gate, into the water, and almost before we could turn, standing in the now-cold, waist-high water, we heard the gate close and the snap of the two heavy locks that held it in place. We were again locked in the domed, cage pool. It was dark about, but we could see into the yard, illuminated by the fire pit, now containing a smaller fire, see the Lady Bina, still seated, and, closely behind her, the wagon. All this was within a few yards. - (Plunder of Gor)