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At last we stood by the Central Shaft. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #43)

We had soon come on the hammers that would strike our chains from us and, one by one, we filed past the great anvil where Kron of Tharna, of the Caste of Metal Workers, with expert blows, struck them from our wrists and ankles. "To the Central Shaft!" I cried, holding a sword that had been taken from a guardsman now chained in the shafts behind. A slave who had carried tubs of food to the troughs below was only too pleased to guide us. At last we stood by the Central Shaft. Our mine opened on it perhaps a thousand feet below the surface. We could see the great chains dangling down the shaft, outlined by the small lamps in the openings of other mines above us, and, very high above, by the white reflection of moonlight. The men crowded out onto the floor of the shaft, which lay only a foot below the opening of our mine, for our mine was the lowest of all. - (Outlaw of Gor)