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Her face could not be seen, for it was veiled, a white silken veil trimmed with gold, nor even her hair, for it was hidden in the folds of the free woman's Robes of Concealment, in her case, of course, done in the colors of the Merchants. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #164)

I and all others turned our eyes to a wide, swirling marble stairway in the back and to the left of the lofty banquet hall in the house of Saphrar the merchant. Down the stairway, slowly, in trailing white silk bordered with gold, the colors of the Merchants, there regally descended the girl who was Aphris of Turia. Her sandals were of gold and she wore matching gloves of gold. Her face could not be seen, for it was veiled, a white silken veil trimmed with gold, nor even her hair, for it was hidden in the folds of the free woman's Robes of Concealment, in her case, of course, done in the colors of the Merchants. Aphris of Turia, then, was of the Caste of Merchants. I recalled Kamchak had spoken of her once or twice. As the woman approached I suddenly became aware again of Saphrar speaking. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 9)