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How often I had hoped to flee from him! It was not merely that I was leashed, but, when passersby were about, or we forded crowds, a simple cry from Bruno of Torcadino, "Stop her," or "Running slave," or such, would have put a dozen men, swift, long-legged brutes, after me. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #10)

"But maintain your balance carefully," he said. "They may be easily capsized". I could have found my way back to the Golden Chain from the Delta Gate, but I had no opportunity to do so. How often I had hoped to flee from him! It was not merely that I was leashed, but, when passersby were about, or we forded crowds, a simple cry from Bruno of Torcadino, "Stop her," or "Running slave," or such, would have put a dozen men, swift, long-legged brutes, after me. Within Ehn, bruised and disheveled, my hands thonged behind me, I would have been returned to him, cast at his feet. Too, if I were alone, guardsmen might have summoned me to them for a collar check, as is often done, following which my hopes of reaching the Golden Chain would have been considerably diminished. I now knelt in the bow of the small rence craft, my hands and feet free. - (Quarry of Gor)