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Then I sat down, cross-legged, and withdrew an arrow, for the great bow, from its quiver and, with thread and a tiny pot of glue, bent to refeathering its shaft. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #259)

I did not think that it was a forest panther. The men were cutting and sharpening stakes, and setting them in the ground, about our camp site. I looked at Sheera, kneeling in the bracelets. Then I sat down, cross-legged, and withdrew an arrow, for the great bow, from its quiver and, with thread and a tiny pot of glue, bent to refeathering its shaft. Above Laura, north of her, there lie several slave compounds. It had taken the better part of the morning, but Rim and I, and Thurnock, had found the blazed tree, blazed with a spear point, several feet high on the trunk. We had then found the next tree, to establish the line. - (Hunters of Gor)