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Too, could I really suppose that the Admiral of the Fleet of the Farther Islands, the First Captain of Sybaris, High Officer of Cos, could not tell the difference between a decent wine and a ka-la-na worthy at best to fortify common kal-da?" I then took both goblets and emptied them into the dirt floor of the tent, outside the rugs on which we sat. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #156)

Blame it on the thrift of my caste, the desire to save a tarsk-bit wherever possible. I am shamed. This wine is unworthy to celebrate our understanding. Too, could I really suppose that the Admiral of the Fleet of the Farther Islands, the First Captain of Sybaris, High Officer of Cos, could not tell the difference between a decent wine and a ka-la-na worthy at best to fortify common kal-da?" I then took both goblets and emptied them into the dirt floor of the tent, outside the rugs on which we sat. "Save the rest," suggested Nicomachos, "we can give it to the slaves". "I would not give this even to tarsks," I said, pouring the bottle out, its contents following their predecessors into the now-soaked dirt. It had been a close thing. - (Avengers of Gor)