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We worked on them, bending over them in the darkness, I and three men from Port Kar, who understood what must be done. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #175)

"I am of Tharna," he said proudly. At last each man of the chain was within the horizontal tunnel, though the last four men had of necessity been dragged to its level, for they hung limp in their chains. How long they had been under water was hard to say. We worked on them, bending over them in the darkness, I and three men from Port Kar, who understood what must be done. The other slaves on the chain waited patiently, not one complaining, not one urging us to greater speed. At last, one by one, the inert bodies stirred, their lungs opening to draw in the damp, cold air of the mine. The man whom I had saved reached up and touched me. - (Outlaw of Gor)