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When the meat was ready Kamchak ate his fill and drank down, too, a flagon of bosk milk; I did the same, though the milk, at least for me, did not sit too well with the paga of the afternoon. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #232)

"It is overdone," said Kamchak. "I shall roast fresh meat," said Elizabeth, getting up, and she did so. Aphris only sniffed. When the meat was ready Kamchak ate his fill and drank down, too, a flagon of bosk milk; I did the same, though the milk, at least for me, did not sit too well with the paga of the afternoon. Kamchak, as he often did, was sitting on what resembled a gray rock, rather squarish, except that the corners tended to be a bit rounded. When I had first seen this thing, heaped with other odds and ends in one corner of the wagon, some of the odds and ends being tankards of jewels and small, heavy chests filled with golden tarn disks, I had thought it merely a rock. Once, when rummaging through his things, Kamchak had kicked it across the rug for me to look at. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 11)