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Sarus and his men, pressed by my relentless pursuit, had moved much more swiftly to the sea than doubtless he had intended. - (Hunters of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #138)

I heard the cry of sea birds, broad-winged gulls and the small, stick-legged tibits, pecking in the sand for tiny mollusks. There was a salt smell in the air, swift and bright in the wind. Thassa was beautiful. Sarus and his men, pressed by my relentless pursuit, had moved much more swiftly to the sea than doubtless he had intended. I counted, accordingly, on his being early for his rendezvous with the Rhoda and Tesephone. Doubtless Sarus and his men, not attacked since the night of the girls' druggings, were convinced that the "slavers" who had harried them at last were satisfied. Surely they had left behind, scattered, sprawled in helpless stupor, enough beauty to satisfy the Harl rings of almost any slaver's chain. - (Hunters of Gor)